Archives for posts with tag: September

A block of Comté –
Glass of Grüner Veltliner ~
Tomorrow can wait.


Sitting by Erie –
Waves crashing, wind in the trees ~
She’s deep in her book.


September sunshine –
Comes in lower through the trees ~
Sad but still welcome.


Glass reflected trees –
The leaves, all but gone ~ mirrors –
Last longer, perhaps.

Hoheria blooms –
Finally, Summer is here –
White flower carpet.

Excited bees, ‘gainst the clock
Flowers falling, soft warm snow.

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