Though it’s death on trees
Nothing’s more erotic than
Honeysuckle’s smell
(via Twitter / John Hicks)
Though it’s death on trees
Nothing’s more erotic than
Honeysuckle’s smell
(via Twitter / John Hicks)
This Spring’s first osprey
Flying high west towards sunset
Returned from Brazil
The purple martins
Fly again at Lake Murray
Swift bugs flee in vain
Made both the dogs swim
Lake water is still too cold
So now they hate me
A crystal Spring day:
Who died at Virginia Tech
While sun shone through wind?
16 April 2007
Leaving Valdosta
The morning is foggy & cold
This first day of Spring
- 21 March 2007
My broken paw dog
Has to walk on a tight leash
In these tangled woods.