It’s late summer, 1951. We just moved from El Monte, California, to a house near Savannah, Georgia. The front yard faces the river you see in the photo above. I’m 7 ½ years old. I don’t know how to swim; a half-mile wide river flows in front of our house.
Not long after we move in, Read the rest of this entry »
mother and babies
make their way through grass and weeds
one step at a time
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Dear Mom,
Here’s a haiku I wrote just for you! Read the rest of this entry »
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ North Umpqua River, Oregon, on the drive to Crater Lake
This photo is one of my favorites from our visit to Crater Lake. Well worth at least a haiku if not a full poem, don’t you think? Read the rest of this entry »
Telling the Truth 