just to hear itself
babble
winter stream
posted by eric l houck jr at 7:29 AM
Monday, January 09, 2006
About Me
- Name: eric l houck jr
- Location: here, and there, United States
picture book author . . . story-weaving wanderer . . . book-sharing vagabond
Previous Posts
- she's been gonetwo winters nowsnow clings to the pine
- even thoughi came for the view . . .how beautiful ...
- laughter from the pinesicein my whiskers too
- more wabi-sabi --Maitri quoting Sue Bender:". . . ...
- the photographersnapswinter asylum
- hoping for magica stolen calf heartinside the snowman
- in the cemeterysnowinglike there's no tomorrow
- wren's feetmusic notesin the snow
- new year's daythe stink of pine needlesin the vacu...
- overgrown pastureall the shadows point backtowards...
4 Comments:
walking by the winter stream
I catch myself babbling
This one is absolutely delightful, but all your recent posts are excellent, and the pictures are beautiful.
beautiful pictures and accompanying haiku. thanks for the visit, i know i'll be returning.
bigshoulders
Maybe we're all like the Winter stream. Very good:)
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