Perspectives through Prose, Poetry and Photography
Two shorelines clinging close to “Brightwood” lake, And wait so I may choose which path to take, For on the left a fisher-person’s dream, Sure footing, toss my line into the stream, But on the right a picnic spot awaits, And marshy coves where… Continue Reading “Shore Lines of Sight”
Bearing witness to the mostly-melted snow cover blanketing the yard, I allow thoughts of Spring to seep through the portal of my mind’s eye.