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At dawn
Canoe bow waves are quickly lost
on the shoreside
But go on out of sight
on the lake side.
-1986
The constant swish-swish of skis
On a day long ski.
The constant swish-swish of wiper blades
On a day long drive.
-1990
My dog, trotting barefoot
Steps on a garden slug
And thinks
Nothing of it.
-1999
Word spreads quickly
as I approach the pond.
All becomes quiet.
-1997
Hidden in the vines
a large warted cucumber
jumps out of reach.
A toad!
-1997
Delicate puffs
of marshmallow snow
carefully perched
on a branch,
await the trigger of my hat
to melt their way down my back.
-2010
Deep in the tomato jungle
Fruits of yellow, purple and red
Tell of their readiness
To go to market.
-2010
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Just Pretty
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A heavey early morning frost in late September weighs down the asparagus ferns.
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As the sun comes up the nighttime frost on a red cabbage turns to dew drops.
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Late May blossoms on a Redfield apple tree. Grafted onto wild apple rootstock in 1998, this tree has borne medium sized red-fleshed apples since 2005.
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A bumble bee working an echinacea blossom.
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One winter evening I happened to catch a nice sunset over the woodshed.
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Looking like a flock of cranes, a week before harvest the garlic scapes have swelled with bulbils and straightened up, waving in
the breeze until the day of harvest arrives.
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