cow pond

these are good memories

I should be writing haiga, instead I’ve been enchanted by THIS brain-damaged grouse.

No haiga today, just THIS mystery-to-me posted on my Walton blog.

abandoned farm . . . posted at 33rd WHC Haiga Contest.

spring break

coffee in the pot

midnight cigar

the child clinging

forgotten ornaments

evening high point

alphabet soup

putting spring

april snow clouds

her grin

happy easter!

her sketch

brenda's pillow . . .

as i approach

as if it were waiting for me

before my first coffee

april showers

her i told you so

slow breath in

the smell of coffee

almost easter

letting him choose

the old tom

the pet she never had

meadow's edge

april sun

not quite spring

monday morning

filling the crevices