Summer’s long gone.
Dried slopes,
Now green. …
Sometimes, trivial remnants remind me of friends and peaceful moments we spent together. Somehow, it always seems like a long time ago, or even in a different life. …
This photograph reminds me of a movie from my dad’s era. I don’t know if I saw it with him. Maybe I did. His favorite movies are old ones. Usually from the 1950’s or 60’s, with a slow evolving storyline. If they’re in black and white, …
Branches extend like arteries
Leaves resemble orange blood cells.
The sky reflects tomorrow. …
