Late summer morn ~

a mattress

sleeping in the woods.

Summer day off ~

lying back in a pond,

pine cone.

Bright June morn ~

my reading partner,

orange peels.

Slow May morn ~

I rinse my tea mug;

spider brunch.

doesn’t know

& doesn’t care it’s late ~

easter bunny

Fleeting spring ~

flees before I get a shot,

Waxing Afternoon Moon

I missed you

on my bus trip back,

rubbish bag on the highway.

Newfound spring ~

under surveillance,

popcorn tree.

Frosting on the concrete ~

This year…

March marches on slowly.