Thursday, June 30, 2011

Porch Farming

Daily I encourage the plants.
Grow. Produce. Multiply.
My what lovely blossoms you have tomato.
How much I look forward to your sweet, red bounty.
Basil you are a true and steadfast friend. Reach for the sky.
Geranium, delicate but spicy scented one,
it is a pleasure to sit by you.

Tuesday, June 28, 2011

Quiet Mornings

on the porch.
Waiting for my friend the bumble bee to pass by so we can say hi,
while protecting marigolds and pinks 
from marauding chipmunks.

Sunday, June 26, 2011

Dog Psalm #43

The morning mist rises from the mountain.
Each wisp a prayer for peace and for love;
dispersed by the sun, absorbed by the day.

Thursday, June 23, 2011

Midsummer's Eve

Tonight is the night that has traditionally 
been set aside for high-spirited merrymaking. 
Savor and celebrate life's simple pleasures. 
Revel in all that Nature provides. 
And tomorrow rise early in the morning
wander out into the yard
and put your nose 
deep into a blossom that is heavy with dew
for it is legend that anyone who washes their face
in the dew of Midsummer's Day
will grow more lovely with the passing year.

Bulk Head

It is good to be king
of anything really,
but the bulk head in particular.

Tuesday, June 21, 2011

Celebrate the Summer Solstice

Today join the Druids and celebrate
the wedding of heaven and earth.
As the sun spirals its longest dance
Cleanse us
As nature shows bounty and fertility
Bless us
Let all things live with loving intent
And to fulfill their truest destiny

Generate Goodwill

Sunday, June 19, 2011

Dog Psalm #42

For the world is not painted or adorned
but is from the beginning beautiful;
and God has not made some beautiful things,
but Beauty is the creator of the universe.
Ralph Waldo Emerson

Thursday, June 16, 2011


doesn't always come.
Sometimes it must be conjured.

Tuesday, June 14, 2011

The artist at work

Morning is my muse.

Sunday, June 12, 2011

Dog Psalm #41

Hope is the delicate arch of color 
that reaches through the darkness.

Thursday, June 9, 2011

After the rain

I stop and smell the flowers.
Iris are the apple of my eye.
Dear sweet deep blue summer
so soft beneath my feet
I savour our days together.

Tuesday, June 7, 2011

Allergy Season


Sunday, June 5, 2011

Dog Psalm #40

Bird Song
I know what the birds say when they sing.
They talk about the sweet downy nest;
and the warmth and comfort 
that is found between wing and breast;
how the wind is heaven's highway leading you home.

Thursday, June 2, 2011

Andy and Me

Andy said people get 15 minutes of fame.
Which means dogs get 1 hour and 45 minutes.
So why not use a minute or two
in a pink imitation of pop art?