Kids' shouts through the trees;
Little girl on tricycle
Screams down the driveway.

The sun is muted
As soft clouds blanket the sky.
White daisies tremble.

White and violet,
Hidden in a cloak of green--
Early June palette.








Orange poppies grow
Vibrant and luxuriant
Watched by a stone saint.












The sun dappled woods
Seem to extend forever
On patches of light.















Freed of its litter
The hollow welcomes shadows
And patterns of light.









The fierce monster stump
Softened by pale green leaves--
Translucent nimbus.

Whirring into shadows
Bicyclist glides down the hill
Swiftly vanishing.