After a hard day

the setting sun can provide

a much needed soft closing.

~

Soft evening breezes

that accompany sunset

ease hard working muscle aches.

Time for Adulting.

Come, my son, to IKEA.

Let us purchase you a dresser.

~.

It’s so amazing

to discover these basic

ways of maintaining order.

It is more common

to search than to allow what

we’re looking for to find us.

~

Seems most commonly

that things looking to find us

are not things we’re searching for.

The slow drizzling rain

at day’s end can not dampen

the day’s earlier pleasure.

~

It can’t interfere

with my evening’s planned pleasure

since it will take place indoors.

Hurry up and wait

seems to summarize my life!

Glad I don’t bore easily.

~

Not by design, but

a balance is struck without

you even trying.

Rain drops glisten on

Juniper berries as sun

begins to smile.

~

And after sunset,

moistened Juniper berries

refresh deer, fox, and rabbit.

Mood is directly

proportional to wellness.

This vaccine degrades them both.

~

A short term loss, but

a long term gain – surely worth

temporary discomfort.

In our culture we

tend to emphasize speed, but

slowing down is what we need.

~

There’s no need for speed.

Unless you’re in a hurry

to become a feast for worms.

Sometimes when we try

to protect somebody else,

we do them a disservice.

~

Discernment is key,

and that often means giving

yourself some time to reflect.

Toward day’s end, the light

of the sun played on the pond

and trees, bringing much delight.

~

Those playful sunbeams,

illuminating the depths,

turn caracoles with sunfish.

Though interested in

the scampering squirrel, my dog

found poop more to his liking.

~

Trying though he might,

he’s finding it challenging

to roll around in the squirrel.

Whatever spring brings,

it brings it with a vengeance

born of winter’s containment.

~

After being trapped

in Winter’s gray and white, Spring

leaps forth in great bursts of green.

Fretting and Fuming

does get us somewhere, but it’s

seldom where we want to go.

~

Those old Zen masters

seemed to have the right of it;

“Let go… or be dragged along.”

There is no good time,

twenty, fifty, or ninety,

to lose a beloved friend.

~

But there was a good

time to form great memories

together and that we did.

Let’s take advantage

of these warm, sun-lit Spring days

and soak ourselves in beauty.

~

Beauty provides warmth

and a glow all of its own

regardless of the weather.

Reaching out matters,

but sometimes its best to first

reach within and find what’s there.

~

Who we find inside

will help us when selecting

those we choose to invite in.

Always. Honesty

is the only policy

with some enduring value.

~

Honesty joined with

compassion does not have an

expiration date.

My dog thinks he is

training me and it could be

that he is quite right.

~

Behaviorism!

Dogs drool so Pavlov rings bell.

It, pretty much, works both ways.

How we seek comfort,

when in the throes of illness,

speaks volumes about our selves.

~

How we give comfort

to those who are suffering

speaks volumes about us too.

Sometimes time seems to

move so fast, we are finished

before we even begin.

~

Something the Concorde

reveled in while flying west-

Landing before it took off.

Don’t advise me to

await a time, with patience

while demanding work from me!

~

Often what we tell

others to give is that which

we ourselves withhold.

Human enigmas

are everywhere to be found

but dog’s not so much.

~

Canine enigmas,

although as rare as hounds teeth,

do, from time to time, occur.

Daylight surrenders,

with grudging ambivalence,

to a chilly spring evening.

~

Soon the moon will rise

and shed a whole new light on

the situation.

New green of Spring reminds

us – we always have a chance

to begin again.

~

And temperate snows

of falling cherry blossoms

promise warming hearts.

Mondos come and they

go. Sometimes neither poet

is present or in the flow.

~

What is remembered

depends on who is doing

the remembering.

~

Sometimes an event,

significant for one, is

commonplace for another.

Rain on Sakura

never fails to foster joy

like some anodyne to gloom.

~

Cherry blossoms shine

and shimmer, giving a lift

to inner terrain.

At sunset the light

takes on a more golden hue

as closings can sometimes do.

~

The golden hour

yields gracefully to gloaming

bringing photographers joy.