Saturday, April 25, 2015



All the pastels of spring.  In the sky, in the leaves, in the grass and flowers. The air, washed clean by rain, smells fresh with the richness of wet soil.  Early blustery winds have been gentled into soft breezes.                                                           

                                                cherry blossoms–
                                                remembering the ruffles
                                                on a pink dress

Frogpond, summer 2012

Wednesday, April 15, 2015


                                                 blue doors of Naxos
                                                 matching the sea
                                                 matching the sky
                                                 the breeze whispering
                                                 as to what lies behind

TSA Anthology, 2014

Thursday, April 9, 2015