Sunday afternoon, February 21. I gaze at the tangle of bare, winter time branches crisscrossing each other above my driveway. Maple tree and white mulberry limbs snarl together like two balls of yarn after a kitten’s playful antics. I hope the trees do not put out leaves too soon because I’m afraid this pseudo spring weather won’t last. […]
Apr 30, 2013
First Rose–First Pie
·As I watered my plants last night, just before sundown, I had a welcome surprise: my first pink hedge rose is about to open. It is perfect, nestled among the green leaves and it certainly lightened my heart to see it. I thought of the last lines of a poem by Joyce Kilmer, “Poems are […]