Green rocks at low tide Always a sight to behold – A Fundy treasure…
High above the cliff Beaten by wind and weather – The old tree stump stands.
On a patch of moss New growth bursts forth in the spring – Birds chirp overhead.
When black birds gather In the tall backyard tree top – Weather moving in.
Washed up on the shore Mismatched boots at high tide line – I wonder whose they are….
On a cloudy day Climbing rocks at Peggy’s Cove – Huge granite boulders.
Deep in the forest The old stump still holds treasures – Wonderful mushrooms!
With the spring run off Red puddles of reflection – Bay of Fundy sight…
When light and shadow Create shapes and lines like this – Mysteries emerge.
Big raindrops hanging More moisture is sure to come – The old wife’s tale goes!
These geese floating past With snow sticking to their backs – Thursday afternoon.
Dripping icicles Melting onto icy rocks – The sun shines brightly!
Last light in the Bay Causes shadows to be cast – Long and very dark.
If this tree could talk Its stories would be so rich – Tides changing each day.
Shelf mushrooms growing From a roughly broken tree – Great discovery!
View from the look-off As the tide recedes below – Nature creates art.
Shaped smooth by water Continuously moving – For millennia…
The sun shone brightly Casting long shadows on snow – Perfect winter day!
Four storms in five weeks With the world ice-encrusted – Will winter end soon?
Lonely goose on ice Craning her neck and searching – Where is the water?