Tag: Secret garden

Thoughts From The Bench

This poem was inspired by a walk in the woods at Buttermilk Falls Inn, when I came upon this long-forgotten bench. I began to think about what stories this ‘object’ might tell, could it speak. How many lovers, hand in hand, approached and stayed… Continue Reading “Thoughts From The Bench”

Hidden Surprise

🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹 Casement canvas before me, a surprise! French garden gathered within marble, stony granite rock. Sunlight streaming in through aged vines, coaxing colorful coleus; and verdant vines reach skyward as if in prayer.