Showing posts with label woods. Show all posts
Showing posts with label woods. Show all posts

Friday, November 20, 2015

So much . . .


So much depends
upon

yellow woods
and

a red canoe. . . .


(I intended to post this last month, but the month evaporated. The yellow leaves are now gone, but the red canoe remains.)

xx

Friday, August 29, 2014

Into the Woods


(Click to enlarge and step in . . .)

What is it about the woods
that is so resonant?

Trees: 
you'll find them in most of my books.

Paths and roads and rivers:
also in most of my books.

Always the lure
of 
natural images.

"I'm going for a walk . . .
You come, too . . ." *

Mm?


(*From Robert Frost's "The Pasture")

xx