Breathtaking
Precious butterfly
Creator’s natural art—
Fragile, yet strengthened

Fulfilling
Summer’s final days
Another field ripening—
Harvest’s bounty waits

Everlasting
Calendar’s page turns
Landscape knowing its schedule—
Morning’s autumn peace

Precious butterfly
Creator’s natural art—
Fragile, yet strengthened

Summer’s final days
Another field ripening—
Harvest’s bounty waits

Calendar’s page turns
Landscape knowing its schedule—
Morning’s autumn peace


Autumn rains lasting for days
Covering the land with mist
Cleansing under cloudy haze
Rising pollen, now dismissed
Harvest pausing, farmers wait
Parking soybeans, left to take
Drying cornstalks, know their fate
Standing ready, combines brake
Creeks filling, slowly at first
Running water, sent ahead
Suspending reservoirs’ thirst
Pausing for now, winter’s dread
Nature’s perfect cycle breathes
Singing praises to the Lord
Watching as autumn unsheathes
Waking when spring comes aboard

Originally published October, 2020.

Early morning walk, going back in time
Autumn’s breath creates thoughts, filling with rhyme
Trekking along canal’s ancient pathway
Thoughts caress past moments, plenty to say
Gentle breeze, sending leaves twirling on down
Mind arrives at different time and town
Dreaming . . .
More simple times, without high tech living
Days invite, delightful and forgiving
Riding bareback along this old canal
Looking for trees to climb with school-age pals
Fishing one final time, nearby pond waits
When icy winter comes, change to ice skates
Creepy, storm-filled nights, reading classic prose
Edgar Allen Poe’s words, scary shadows
Looking for literature’s lighter themes
Whitman, Hawthorne, Melville adding to dreams
Quiet evenings filled with family time
Gathered around for radio’s primetime
Crisp, fall afternoon, gridiron titans clash
College football rivals looking to smash
Romance blossoms, courtship takes center stage
Life filling with sweetness, each turning page
Back to reality . . .
Journey runs into closed gate at Rager Road
Turning around, grateful for time borrowed
Looking forward to walking here real soon
Fondest memories, let them sing a tune

Originally published October, 2020.

Life starts all over again when it gets crisp in the fall.
Life is progressive, no matter what our intentions.
F. Scott Fitzgerald (1896-1940) was an American novelist and short story writer. Much of his best writing occurred during the Jazz Age, with THE GREAT GATSBY being recognized as his best work.
It has been quite some time since some of my photography has been posted. Here are some camera captures from the past few months. Enjoy a Buckeye journey with filled with images from spring, autumn, and winter.


Sometime in April, 2024, these photos were taken at Walnut Woods Metro Park, which is a short drive from my home. On the left, Walnut Creek peacefully flows along a boundary of the park. On the right, an unidentified bird enjoys a quiet moment surveying the landscape below.


My camera accompanied me on a neighborhood walk in October, 2024. The tree-lined boulevard welcomes visitors with brilliant autumn colors. A pair of ravens perched rooftop captured my attention. They pretty much ignored my presence.



Recently, my wife and I were dog sitting for our oldest daughter and her family while they were traveling. The date was December 29, and we experienced very unusual weather for this time of the year. A thunderstorm arrived, followed by warming inspiration from the sun, and we captured this nearly full rainbow from the backyard patio.

New Year’s winter comeback as photographed from our home’s deck (January 3, 2025).
While putting this gallery together, it seemed appropriate to allow God’s Word to have the final thought. From Psalm 96:11-12:
“Let the heavens be glad, and let the earth rejoice; let the sea roar and all that fills it; let the field exult and everything in it. Then shall all the trees of the forest sing for joy.”
Welcome back sunrise
Sharing landscape’s masterpiece—
Creator with us

Autumn transitions
Fashioned by Creator’s breath—
Anxious winter waits

Horizon’s curtain
Sunset invites journey’s dreams—
Creator at rest

Positive outlook
Autumn’s gift of timely peace—
Every falling leaf

Autumn’s final days
Cascading colors of leaves—
Playing its swan song

Fragile leaf dropping
Barren forest standing still—
Autumn says, “So long”

Every precious leaf
Cascading autumn colors—
Unparalleled joy

Morning’s early light
Leaves showcase matchless colors–
Autumn landscape’s breath

Winter soon to come
Leafy colors set to twirl—
Autumn always falls


Landscape witnessed, far and wide
Designed with painter’s vision
Praising daily, valley’s peace
Backdrop of divine precision
River slices through meadows
Lined with colonies of trees
Shining, crystal-blue waters
Beauty’s reflections, always free
Time never standing alone
Counted with infinite years
Honoring each precious gift
Postcard image, others find dear
Autumn paints its backstory
Borrowed from nature’s rainbow
Rising above, mountain peaks
Creator’s spirit freely flows
Seasons exchanging places
Poised to share wondrous treasures
Composing hope’s harmony
Melody of timeless pleasures

Window’s morning view
Feeling pull of forest’s tune—
Heart breathes harmony

Sunset’s gentle breeze
Turning heavenly pages—
Endless horizons

Summer soon fading
Waiting for autumn’s return—
Filling with color
