A Place to Sit and Enjoy the Cold Dairy Air?

A scene from last month's snow storms.  Spring seems to be on the way so this will hopefully be our only snow of the year.

Do you think they meant to dress alike?

Where Summer Feet Stepped

the ground flutters orange and yellow
the sweet, musky scent of finished lives
rising from the leaves

Stripes

Smoke Break

Feeling Squirrelly

Not Reading a Book on a Bench

She sits on the bench and looks at the book.

Her fingers are red with cold

the wind stings her cheeks

and she can't read the words.

It doesn't matter.

Impervious to weather and reading ability,

she's captivated by the world in the pages.

Her imagination is free from the manipulation

of the author's carefully chosen phrases.

This is not his story, it's hers.

Her story, her world, her universe.

Happiness

Tucked away

at the end of the path--

happiness incarnate.

A man...

and the sports page.

After I posted this, I remembered that it was Earth Day, and I'd meant to do an Earth Day post. Oh well, this picture takes place on earth, doesn't it?

HAPPY EARTH DAY!

April Puddles

April showers bring rain to our raised vegetable garden, and puddles on the bench surrounding it.