Past, Present, and Pondering
Mid February battle of seasons
Winter blanket covering spring’s hopes
Bitter wind blasting early buds
Daffodils and tulips and cherry blossoms wishing they could retreat
Storybook clouds racing across brilliant blue skies
Score one for winter
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Winter turned her face away
Glimpses of spring fill her momentary absence
Ominous dark clouds give way
Glimpses of rainbow sky promising beauty in the storm
Enticing the mind to forget that weeks of winter remain
First sprouts of hyacinth bulbs burst from the soggy soil
And daffodil leaves begin to form in anticipation
A glimpse of hope for future spring beauty
A momentary dream of fresh air gradually filling with sunshine and bumblebees
The rain downpours and darkens Daydreams of warm currents of air and that giddiness of spring fever quickly fades
Windswept back into dreary winter
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Black feathered with cotton
White head
Eagles
Soaring high beneath
Black swirled with cotton
White fluffy
Clouds
Soaring high
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Cool morning breeze lifts the wings of a solitary hawk. On the hunt he flies and suddenly rolls to his left then upright again then rolls left once more as he calls out to his prey and disappears into the horizon never to return.
Hummingbird flits from branch to branch calling out to his friends who return his chortling, suddenly taking flight to race across the morning sky together and disappear into the horizon only to return.
Blue jay takes flight from unseen places and appears upon the fence post in complete silence. He hops along the fence until he disappears never to return.
Foamy waves of rolling white billowing clouds tossed by the wind in the endlessly deep ocean sky.
Fauna and flora rise up beneath the overhead seascape sky creating a forest of abundant lush vegetation teeming with innumerable creatures who fly above rather than swim below.
The seascape sky is filled with voices of dolphins disguised as hummingbirds, clicking and trilling and singing their giddy songs, dipping and swimming through the vast blue ocean sky.
Pink tinged curdled clouds pour across the clear blue summer evening. Bright yellow orange yolk of sunshine slips slowly into the salty cauldron of the sea.
Heavy sultry evening slowly cooled by breezes blowing across the bay as another hot dry summer day puts on a sunset show.
If nature was a woman she would wear a shiny sapphire gown drenched in glittery diamonds and edged in bright white lacy ruffles. She would be accessorized by the smoothness of rippled sandy shoes and innumerable stones. Her hair would be white and puffy and always changing directions and textures. Her fragrance would waft with lilies and roses mixed with salty air. She would be exquisite and strong and unmatched in beauty and strength. 
If nature was a man he would wear deep emerald shirts with rough brown jeans. His feet would be adorned with stumps and fireweed. His hair would be windblown gray and streaked with sunlight. His fragrance would be wafts of cedar and pine and fresh soil. He would be steady and strong and majestic.
If nature were a child it would wear a whimsical rainbow array of colors and patterns of iris and hydrangea and petunias and gladioli and covered in polka dots and stripes. It’s hair would be of wispy fuzzy feathers. Its fragrance would waft of sweetpeas and lilacs. It would dance freely and whirl and twirl at the sight of the sapphire dressed lady and the emerald dressed man and they would all lift their hands in abundant joy of praise to the creator of such splendor.
Morning
Sapphire dragon flies join the dance of the hummingbirds quickly turning and twirling and kissing the flowers.
Intoxicating sweet lavender and crocosmia nectar on their tongues allows an uninhibited show of delightful flight.
Hovering overhead in a call for attention to their impassioned dance through the trees and flowers and into the clear blue abyss of morning.
Evening
Frenetic honeybees race from bud to bud as half moon rises high in the endless summer sky.
Streaks of golden sunset clouds run parallel with the horizon.
The heat of July’s farewell tribute subsides into a still coolness providing relief from the coming heatwave of August.
The hummingbirds put on their final act of the day scolding one another for taking center stage as one then two then three chase each other into the end of another beautiful day.
Pristine mountaintops covered in brightest white reflecting perfectly in a deep blue lake.
Emerald and jade forests surrounding crystal clear veins of glacial waterfalls. Hovering bees and tiny birds enjoy the view over the maze of trails.
A dusty road leads to a high precipice. Still deep pure glacier water hesitates slightly, pausing before becoming torrential rushing waters crashing far below on its constant pull toward the sea.
Glowing golden halo highlights a perfect crescent moon hovering above sparkling Venus. Barely visible wisps of cloud streak lightly across the twilight sky. Still, cool, lightly breezy last breath of another summer day.
