Thy statutes
have been my songs
in the house of my pilgrimage.
Psalm 119: 54

Thy statutes
have been my songs
in the house of my pilgrimage.
Psalm 119: 54

grateful for flowers
all year – gardens
and stores – photos


older vision
grateful for my chair
by a sunny window

all still new
seasons where we have lived
for years



predawn
and watching
the sky grow light
gift of another day
to read and write

seasons in the gardens
older now and perhaps
not as many flowers
but rather the perennials
that grow bloom
always return

my heart sees
what is no longer here
buildings and changes
over time
my heart sees
people I knew
and gardens that grew
in different places
I write from my heart
and my heart sees
in new ways again


morning
kitchen, prayer
and poetry
the light
is different now

August afternoon
time I know well
gardens, months,
seasons, years

summer garden
some plants rest
some grow


