Wednesday, April 25, 2007

there are no new words
spent shells and worn boot leather
tired stand-ins for Dad

(with condolences, from your friend Cagey)

Saturday, April 14, 2007

spring thaw
mallards spiral down into
the beaver pond

Friday, April 13, 2007

Friday the 13th
the fish just aren't

Thursday, April 12, 2007

April Fool's
snow falling thick
and heavy