What inspires me... Hummingbirds buzzing as they land, on nearby flowers. Their amazing wings

Pale blue moon Of August, Peeking behind The clouds, Luminous,

My spirit communes with the four directions: To the north are in-laws, our aging mother, her last

You may not know what you’ll do next: Hit the open road With your thumb stuck out. Give up all you own

Red cardinal dancing On white snow, How regal you appear With your cloak of red, How it cheers my heart

Autumn wind Brings scattered leaves, Splattered, With red and gold. Autumn wind

Orange full moon with a half smile, a hanging lantern, lighting the way, through dark streets,

Inspiration is in the falling of rain, the soft coo of birds in late afternoon, the sinking of the

As I age this last quarter of my life, I am fading into the background. As I let go of roles,

Photos are all I have At times, Of smiling familiar faces, My family spread out. I would travel often

Misty fog floating through bare trees. Cold waves of wind coarse through the woods whistling as they go

Not sure where we are headed, Could be a long ride, Keep your heart steady, Open wide your eyes. There is something to learn

The chimes outside the pottery studio ring like a temple bell, calling the faithful to honor,

Life is a day dream So they say, With every beat Of my heart, The gate to love