Simple work in the kitchen. Grateful for good food and warm water to wash the dishes. I take my time and look at the yard. How the forsythia by the garage grew this year, and is tall, wide, and also reaches to the earth.

Poems from the archives:

forsythia leaves
covered with snow
in late Autumn
years of seasons
live in my heart

November 2014

all the more yellow
because of grey skies

May 2011

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