Five days without heat or hot water

how beautiful

the wildflower, blossom, blooms



The Roses of My Garden

The roses of my garden represent you.

The deep red, your beauty.

The sun kissed orange, your individuality.

The variegated, your sense of style.

The pastel peach, your presentation.

The soft yellow, your light within.


Let Go

Let go all your disappointment.

Let go all your disillusionment.

Let go all your dissatisfaction.

Let go all your anger, your hurt, your fear.

I will love you, I shall be your sword and shield.

Never again shall you want. Never again shall you be alone.

Even unto death I will stand next to you, even after I am gone.

So, dance within the beech tree forest of your youth

Let go the song that was your heartfelt ruth.

For I will love you unto forever, forever, that is the truth.


Before the Fire

All the beauty that surrounds us is there to see
the sky blue filled with clouds
that look as if a down pillow had been ripped open
spreading the feathers across the sky
the yellow brown and tan of Summer’s amber grass
and the trees the different shades of Mediterranean olive
the Scrub Oak, Bay Laurel, Gray Pines and Manzanita
all patchworked upon the purple mauve mountains
this beautiful, bountiful, California Plein Air painting
beginning to be framed by the mushroom cloud plume of today’s wildfire