July 30, 2021
Goldfinches’ playground
sunflower teeter-totters
seedy equipment
Friday Haiku
poetry
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July 15, 2021
Delicate balance
rock sculpture and trail marker
pretty practical
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Open space. June 24, 2021
Poor little yarrow
a victim of aggression
two fates now entwined
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Dearly beloved
gathered by the household chef
culinary dreams
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Spotted Towhee. June 24, 2021
Music to my ears
drink drink your tea, drink your tea
captive audience
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Zebu’s 12th birthday
Thirteen years ago
birthday pie and toothy grins
slice of happiness
Friday Haiku
June 10, 2021
Once upon a time
two poppies did bloom fiercely
dead ever after
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June 4, 2021
Came for some bird food
discovered feeder missing
final betrayal
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Sawhill Ponds. May 6, 2021
A new perspective
pond scum can be beautiful
watercolor art
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Eurasian Collared-Dove. May 8, 2021
Hectic resting place
instantly becomes tranquil
dove the peace symbol
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May 7, 2021
Tulip in decline
petals collapsing inward
splendid ’til the end
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December 13, 2020
Hidden in shadow
sunlight betrays tail and eye
bird seed raid failure
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April 16, 2021
Patio remade
wrought iron cushioned by snow
butts will be cold, though
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Barr Lake. April 8, 2021
Uprooted by wind
felled by slashing chain saw teeth
final resting place
Friday Haiku
August 15, 2019
Happened so quickly
beach ball nephew mutation
it’s all relative
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November 3, 2020
Caught in the moment
very unbirdlike posture
robin by Dalí ?
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Dappled morning light
playing up the scrub jay’s blues
colors and feelings
Out my window. March 5, 2021
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Out my window, Feb 25, 2021
Footprints zig and zag
each traveler makes a mark
the snow their canvas
Friday Haiku
Silver Jack Reservoir. July 29, 2019
Eerily quiet
disappearance of water
Poseidon’s portal
Reverie
To make a prairie it takes a clover and one bee,
One clover, and a bee.
And revery.
The revery alone will do,
If bees are few. ~ Emily Dickinson
July 18, 2019
While this photo is of a bee and lavender (not clover) in my yard (rather than the prairie), the image still induces a reverie.
For Barry
Sky honors Barry B’s passing on Feb 4, 2021
You loved life, sunsets
flying your plane way up high
made the sky your own
Friday Haiku
January 10, 2021
Meal interrupted
junco not into sharing
feathered dine and dash
Friday Haiku
Flowers plus a note
yellow roses mean friendship
hiking mystery
Image via Zippy’s phone. January 22, 2021
eta 1.25.21…flowers and note still there
eta 2.2.21…flowers and note still there
eta 2.9.21…flowers and note no longer there
Friday Haiku
Clear Creek. January 12, 2021.
This moment in time
splish-splashing shades of wet blue
now dancing downstream
Friday Haiku
Red-tailed Hawk taking flight. Nov 28, 2020
While a poor photo
stunning array of feathers
cannot be denied
