A local rose we discovered.
A permanent rose?
A local rose we discovered.
A local rose we discovered.
A tree in Sacramento This tree struck me with its strange appearance. Is it dead, but just still standing? Or is there anything still living? Am I simply thinking too much? I wish this tree was more vibrant.
Today's roses, still wearing last night's dew. November 19, 2020.
A poem written during the 2020 Pandemic.
Deer on Yountville campus, 31 May 2018