Every day, a photograph, a poem. Last weekend we hiked in the coulee at Banks Lake– a nice, flat walk for me. I snapped this picture of myself as a shadow with the great trees in the late afternoon winter sun.
I am a child of the universe, no less than the trees and the stars.Desiderata
as are you, as we all are.
With the sun shining so brightly, I felt like I was like the trees, waiting for spring. And so, a poem.
I am a treeSheri Edwards
of long shadows
in the winter setting sun
for the burst
the buds of spring