Father's Day

Love that dad.

xx

Communing With the Birds

At our last house

a squirrel visited each morning

pausing to check out what I was doing

Here in Maine

a bright red cardinal visits

such a beautiful flash of brilliance

against all the lush green.

xx

Reflections

Inside and Outside

in Maine

Sometimes

I need to take a break from

words.

If I tried to describe this photo

I would ruin it.

xx

Bears

Meet Joe (left) and Cream (right)

brother and sister

They're three feet tall

and beloved by our grandchildren

and me

Some people seem surprised

that we brought them along

with us 

when we moved recently

What?

How could we not?

When I am old and ailing

I want these two nearby.

xx

A Diner in Maine

Such the best,

this diner 

on the grounds of the Windsor Fair

(Windsor, Maine)

xx

Communing With the Animals

So:

We went to the an-i-mal fair

(you hear that tune in your head?)

the cows and the lambs were there

(changed the words a little)

. . . 

and young people, too

Why do I write for children?

Look at that joy.

That's why.

xx

Communing With Mr. Rogers' Sneakers

May 11, 2013

Children's Museum

Pittsburgh, PA

My sneakers

meeting

Mr. Rogers' sneakers:

it was an 

unexpectedly sweet

moment.

xx