Sunday, July 1, 2012

Sunday Morning in the Garden


If you tell me that
harvesting beans on Sunday
is not true worship

i will not believe
you. I was on my knees and
my spirit rose up.

Friday, May 25, 2012

Green, 2012

Mountain Goes Down, 2012


Blurry Eyes, 2012


Mist, 2012


Early Spring, 2012

Loss, 2012


Friday, May 18, 2012

Difficult Truths Haiku




Gardening carrots
necessarily means you 
rip up healthy plants.




Some days it takes me
several hours to accept
that I’m still alive.


The sunshine doesn’t
always make me feel happy.
It can make me sad.


I don’t always care
that I track dirt in on my
two bare, filthy feet.


Running away from
things I love is too easy.
That includes people.


Peace is slippery--
slips in when not invited
and then out again.


Hunger goes deeper
than the tongue or the stomach.
It makes my heart ache.


After your dog dies
you pet others, and like them,
but it’s not the same.

Friday, April 27, 2012

"Cliff" oil on canvas, 4" X6"

"Meditation" oil on panel, 7 3/4" X 7 3/4"

"The Sky's on Fire", oil on canvas, 6" X 6"