The Bluebell…
The Bluebell is the sweetest flower That waves in summer air: Its blossoms have the mightiest power To soothe my…
The Bluebell is the sweetest flower That waves in summer air: Its blossoms have the mightiest power To soothe my…
October. O hushed October morning mild, Thy leaves have ripened to the fall; Tomorrow’s wind, if it be wild, Should…
Nosey wee Squirrel in the tree outside my living room window. An infrequent visitor, unlike the Woodpecker. The photo was…
Spring is nature’s way of saying, ‘Let’s party!’ Robin Williams
The more often we see the things around us – even the beautiful and wonderful things – the more they…
The tree which moves some to tears of joy is in the eyes of others only a green thing that…