Soltstice Salutations

 

Happy Longest Day!

Yoga Revisited

ZAP

ARTIST ~ I must express how this makes me feel.

Dear Daddy

 

Fifteen

By Leslie Monsour

 

The boys who fled my father's house in fear

Of what his wrath would cost them if he found

Them nibbling slowly at his daughter's ear,

Would vanish out the back without a sound,

And glide just like the shadow of a crow,

To wait beside the elm tree in the snow.

Something quite deadly rumbled in his voice.

He sniffed the air as if he knew the scent

Of teenage boys, and asked, "What was that noise?"

Then I'd pretend to not know what he meant,

Stand mutely by, my heart immense with dread,

As Father set the traps and went to bed.



Trail of the Cedars

Have Faith

Mule Deer

 

He came right up to the vehicle.

The Fishing Guru

 



It Actually Means

Go Here

It Actually Means

Go Here

Out in the Yard

 

 

Lilac Love

Study of a Tree

 

Friedrick Gauermann

You are on the right road

When I was Younger

Perspective

 

McDonald Creek
Glacier National Park

Roadside Shots