__The vintner,  a farmer of the vines. This, from October 2012. _m

a season's stews
steep within their casks
vines harvest

__As we grow forward, we often need to shed a little of our past;  our forests' hidden stone walls.  _m

queen anne's lace
beside this forest's stone wall
a snake skin 
 

__A silent wake,  that noiseless link to home;  less is more, it is said.

full sail
on this warmer wind
the silent wake

__ What was in Pandora's Jar_?

kept water
spent on a family's need
the final drops

__ Often,  an effortless nod is all that's needed to affirm appreciation. _m

simple nods
note the faithful views
time's faces

Happy Independence Day_!
__Ahhh, such grins that grow on our children's faces, a sight and sense that we must forever preserve...  as it was.

this night's child
within the smiling eyes
fireworks
 

Watching the storm.

gifts of rain
seed to bud to flower's bloom
humming birds