Scope

On the side porchby the holly bush,black ants traversedthe warm concrete They fascinated me,these little creatures busy withtheir close friends and family I was alone;the neighbor boyswere busy turning overrocks in the creek So, I sat by myselfwatching those antsknowing they weretotally unaware of my presence I was too large tofit into their scope I … More Scope

Somewhere Between

No matter how tall you grow You’ll never touch the top of the sky No matter how small you are You’ll always be touching the sky Top photo was taken of our back yard trees in summer; the bottom photo is a brood of wood duck chicks that visited our yard in spring.