Light falls on the field
Making the black dog blacker.
He just doesn't care.

My dog friend joins me
Bandanna around his neck;
Roadside pioneer.

Birds cry, swoop and soar
Playing in the morning sun.
Lifting spirits high.

Shadows are stark now;
Bare branches lie on the ground
Near their dark phantoms.








Shadow dwarfs the tree
Extending into the woods
Growing with the sun.

Standing like statues
Two deer watch closely on the hill
Then clatter away.

Brazen the deer stands
Stock still and ten feet away;
Then melts into flight.








Berries light the tree,
Bright red on Autumn's hushed tones--
Reminder of life.

Delicate ice leaf
Hangs over the rushing stream:
Motion and stillness.