Category Archives: Iowa
The dark clouds run low teasing tree tops bending low. Purple flashes now.
Blood red sky, Thunder crashes overhead, When will it rain?
The lead color sky beckons with teasing colors of blooms by the trail.
Majestic cottonwoods Stand by the stream whispering Tales of long ago dreams.
Heavy snow marches in hiding the green crocus buds, Bird feeders now empty.
Every morning the sun rises a bit earlier and sets a little later. I look at the mess that is my yard and gardens and I want to grab a rake or a shovel or anything to be outside making … Continue reading
Three weeks have gone by, We saw stars and ocean views. We saw rain and giant redwoods, A feast for our senses. Three weeks have gone by And now we are home.