Nesting High

Looking down into
the valley from my home, I 
feel like an Eagle.

Continuity

Spring blooms, but some trees
stay bare. Seedlings sprout below.
The circle of life.

Foresight

Majestic mountains
repose in blankets of clouds.
Bracing for Winter.

Innocence

Sunflowers kissing
in the wind. Alive, carefree. 
Pure and simple joy.

Expatriates

They travel far from
home, sinking roots in strange lands.
Like wildflower seeds.