Thursday, April 28, 2011

Sunday, April 24, 2011

harbor morning

Northeast Harbor

Saturday, April 23, 2011


As the sun rose a week ago,
a light snow from the night before
dusted the stones and frosted the fence.
It melted on the patent leather pavement,
and the tulips flushed.

Friday, April 22, 2011

lop-eared retriever

Sunday, April 17, 2011

and god said...

Before the do-over,
trees grew here.

Desertification happens.

Friday, April 15, 2011

rite of spring

The grass grows
and dogs eat it.

Sunday, April 10, 2011

gold coast

No matter what I think I'm doing,
things rarely end up looking anything like what I expected.

This painting was a total surprise.

Thursday, April 7, 2011

shadow puppet

It was suggested that Hallie might be
out there doing shadow puppets.
Actually, this little guy
was already lined up to be my next post.

Does this count as ESP?

Wednesday, April 6, 2011

dog door

Saturday, April 2, 2011


It doesn't rain here anymore,
so my fantasy of a spring rainstorm will have to do.
Like hopeful harbingers, violets come up and bloom anyway.
The dry heat intensifies their sweet scent.

My grandmother loved violets;
I can hear her saying,
"Don't give up."