Sundrenched mornings open the day sprinkling diamonds on sleepy grass as mist lifts and then dissipates puffing the clouds dotting azure skies. Sparrows twitter up on the trees, glossy feathers waving in the wind their bellies filled with early worms once working on the warming ground. Silken threads swing from budding twigs luminous in theContinue reading “SPRING MORNING”


The early bird called to the sun: “Come out and play.  Morning has come. Listen.  Listen to my song and watch the leaves dance along. I will fly to you to see you smile we’ll play hide and seek in the clouds up high.” And so the sun rose higher and brighter while the thrilledContinue reading “MORNING”