I Hang The Bird Feeder
seasons are a language I understand.after winter, comes springand then thehatchlingnestlingfledglingflying today,i hang the bird feedernot for the birds but to ...
seasons are a language I understand.after winter, comes springand then thehatchlingnestlingfledglingflying today,i hang the bird feedernot for the birds but to ...
At the gallerybeauty & weirdnessjostle for attention;a dare to express If I were a painterwhat would I depict? Strangeness of the worldwe live in or beauty ...
after the rainleaves spring forthand cadence of my inner speechchanges to match the moodof a cheery finch PS. You must have noticed my extra slow reading pace (...