Tracey in Maine

These clouds I saw at the end of a long day.  I sat at the kitchen table wondering what my next step would be, and as I did so, I happened to glance over my shoulder and saw that sky.  At first, I planned to just sit and watch and not worry about trying to capture anything. But after a while, I felt that compulsion to jump up and find my camera.

each petal
wore a glimmer
of lavender

cloudy day
the lupin shine
a blue that smiles for the sky

when work is joy
your calling is found

in the kindness
of June’s gentle sun
babies feather and iris bloom

scaling petal peaks
mountaineering  ant
ascends white ridge

steely eyed
vegan heron
roughage predator

long stalked blooms
dance in the breeze
garden party

the unopened bud
soothed and softened
by heaven’s tears

grace
is the alchemy
that blooms the bud