silkie seal on midsummer night's eve

Jamie, the silkie seal, is coming out of the ocean for one day, Midsummer's Night Eve. Today she will see her human son Baigh!

Jamie teaches Baigh how to swim underwater so they may have more time together.

Feeding the ducks is so much fun while the day is young!

The day is getting darker so they decide to take a long walk along the beach and just talk.

Jamie and Baigh see the bright full moon overhead and run to the boardwalk carnival for their last few hours together.

Looking up at the setting moon, Jamie knows it is time to slip into her sealskin and swim out to sea.

Summertime and the livin's easy

He luxuriates ~ In the warmth of summer's sun ~ But still pursues life.

Energetic in ~ The cool spray of the sprinkler ~ And the sun's brightness.

landscape of summer, Part II

Tears of dew at dawn; ~ Love stories up in the clouds: ~ The pink haze billows.

We Are the World

landscape of summer

Rapturous marvel ~ Undulates in soft pink waves: ~ Landscape of summer.

sunset

A kind of dying-- ~ The sun melts slowly away. ~ Peace comes at day's end.

a star is born

A new star is born. ~ The young mother we can't see: ~ They're in Southern skies.

a dying star

A dying star lies ~ Within the dreadful dragon: ~ Fathomless cat's eye.

Midsummer Night's Eve

It has been raining. ~ My tears are not falling now. ~ Summer breezes call.

Happy Father's Day!

The surprise was a ride to Port Jervis

On a train powered by a steam locomotive.

Dad told his three sons many things about the train.

He was the leader and the teacher.

Now each son has more parity with the father.

All four ride the wheel equally;

A lot less managing, a lot more sharing:

The circle of life.

debut in the south

South: youth, energy,
Guarded by the hummingbird,
Fecund production.

going north

Thought behind those eyes.
Still await the salmon run.
White hair of the north.

the waning moon

From the waning moon ~ To the earth, the trees, and sea-- ~ Music: sacred, sweet.

music of the spheres

Sleepless in the bright night,
Outdoors the grass damp with dew,
I can hear resonating
Faintly from the full moon
The music of the spheres.

full strawberry moon

A single white gardenia petal
Floats down the silvery stream
In rhythm with the moon's gentle pull.
The reflection of my heart
Emanates from the hazy full moon
Up in the indigo sky
Midst the sparkling of stars. Harmony.

the sun and the moon

The sun has vision, ~ But the moon chips away with ~ Feelings, moods, passions.