As the sun sets through oak and hickory trees, the cold fog brings a new set of smells, rich and deep, as though you could stick out a butter knife and cut a little square of the air and pop it into your mouth and let it dissolve into rich, earthy flavors: Fresh mown hay, […]
Category Archives: Nature Observation
Finding Wonderful Hidden Wildflowers: Haiku
It is often so/ that when we clear dross and junk,/ we find wonderful. Using a loping shears to clear underbrush and non-native privet from around the hardwood trees in my back yard reveals an undergrowth of black-eyed susans and other hidden wildflowers. Sometimes you have to burn the grasses and weeds from large fields, […]
Georgia Summer Hot Green – ImproVerse Haibun
The Northwest Georgia summer is hot. That doesn’t surprise me. I expected the weight of heat like an oven. What shocks my mind, not my system, is that August on the banks of the West Chickamauga is not as uncomfortable as I remember Wisconsin being. Mid-August growing up in Milwaukee when it was 99 + […]
Lighthouse On The Hill — Port of Refuge
There are times when I don’t know which blog I should post on. Last night’s drive through a torrential lightening and rain storm ended up at our house. Never has it seemed so much like a lighthouse and port of refuge from the storm. I wrote a long description of our experience, and turned it […]
Look For More Beauty: ImproVerse Haiku
When you take time to/ look for beauty, you might be/ rewarded with more.
Walk In The Woods Visit – Haibun
When the Old Woman of the Woods Calls The morning dawned only slightly humid and a bit cool for Northwest Georgia in August, perfect for a walk in the woods. My paths usually run through cedars and smaller trees on my property. On this particular morning it was clear: The Old Woman of the Woods […]
When You Lock Yourself Inside: Free Verse About Wildflowers
The fields are bursting brightwith wildflower’d colors:Purple,red,orange,yellow,blue,white. I didn’t know.I missed the wildflower show.It’s tragic what you don’t see,hear,smell,taste,feel,when you lockyourself inside. I’m not surprised,nor mad.Just a little sad,yet gladI soon enough realizedthe wildflower blissI might havecompletely missed. I’ll do better.
Coon Hunt On The Chickamauga – Haibun
The old coon hunter drove his pickup truck out to my place. Ever since I’d told him that Farmer Sims planted field corn in our meadow, he’d been excited about the possibilities of a coon hunt in my corn field. I’d picked up the phone earlier in the evening: “HELLO, BROTHER!” He practically yelled. “Do […]
Cooling Georgia Heat: ImproVerse Prose
I sit deep in my deciduous and cedar woods, shaded, sweltering in the hot afternoon Georgia heat. The still air, like an open oven, stifles me. I must escape. But just as I start to rise, a cool breeze starts from the creek bottom below, racing across the newly-mown fields. Wind rushes like a cresting […]
Independence Day Stay Dance: ImproVerse Free Verse
Solo sycamore leaves catch the hot afternoon breeze and spin in joyous pinwheels on Independence Day, as if to say: “Welcome home, boy. We’re glad you’ve come. Don’t Roam. Stay.”