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They call them weeds

Yellow Sunflowers. Others call them weeds, and yet, They brighten my day.

3-14-15

Happy Pi Day! I just noticed the date today is the first five digits of pi! I’m very excited although I know that you might be wondering why. The thing that makes me happy so I’m jumping in my seat, is that without Mathematics our great world is incomplete.  

Christmas lights

Brilliant Winter Stars In the sky on Christmas Night Outshine the lights

Glorious Sky

A Glorious Sky! Orange-shouldered Orion throws the Boomerang moon.

Birthday joys

Ice cream for breakfast. Sometimes the simple pleasures are the ones you need.

a damp fall morning

Little drops of dew Landing on my exposed skin like tiny pinpricks

Falling into cloud Orion leaps but fails to touch the crescent moon

Looking Beyond

When you look beyond The chasms that lie ahead You see the full moon

Shadows of evening

Evening Approaches Pecan shadows are creeping across the roadway

Night’s medley

Grey sky at night Moon round and bright Gives out it’s light Steadily Stars hid away Soon to be day Birds sing their fey Medley Conditioners hum Crickets add some To the night’s rum Symphony Sky fades to blue Venus plays too Sharp like a new Timpani