Perspectives through Prose, Poetry and Photography
Perennial, she opens tender petal-arms, bathe in sun-soaked warmth. Photo Friday: Flowers
Arriving here they wait for skillful hands to lift them from their soil-mussed pickup bed, To transplant them in well-prepped earthen land, New home where they’ll be watered, pruned and fed. They started off, mere seedlings, silken threads, Until their infant leaves grew strong, upright… Continue Reading “Road Trip to My Garden”
It was the antithesis of his back-breaking days and skin-cracked nights. After a workday of job-site floors and walls, back-splashes and hearths – unique patterns, lovingly placed, grouted, washed and polished; he’d grab a beer and head out back. Raising a plucked “Better Boy”… Continue Reading “My Father’s Garden”
🌲🌲🌲🌲🌲🌲🌲🌲🌲🌲 The tall twins had inexorably killed her chances to have a garden, and though she loved the trees’ elegant, shade-giving, bird-nesting, lushness; she so missed her garden. Over the last forty years, Her yard had become a vibrant place of verdant serenity. It… Continue Reading “How Does My Garden Grow?”