Jan16 Every blade of grass lifts up an alleluia to the winter rain. Nov17 The tea in my cup is turning cold too quickly— first frost on the grass. Sep26 Autumn afternoon— a dog leaves a yellow stain on some browning grass. Jun22 ravenous mower gobbles up every grass blade in my neighbor’s yard Apr27 Six days past Easter my plum tree drops its blossoms— snowflakes in the grass. Scanning Oct1 first days of autumn— scanning the meadow grasses for some sign of frost Morning Aug20 grass and strawberries— another morning ripens in the neighbor’s yard Laughter Dec3 grass and scented weeds cradling the children’s laughter autumn afternoon Post navigation ← Older posts Privacy & Cookies: This site uses cookies. By continuing to use this website, you agree to their use. To find out more, including how to control cookies, see here: Cookie Policy Follow Following Mark M. Redfearn Join 476 other followers Sign me up Already have a WordPress.com account? Log in now. Mark M. Redfearn Customize Follow Following Sign up Log in Report this content View site in Reader Manage subscriptions Collapse this bar Loading Comments... Write a Comment... Email (Required) Name (Required) Website
Nov17 The tea in my cup is turning cold too quickly— first frost on the grass. Sep26 Autumn afternoon— a dog leaves a yellow stain on some browning grass. Jun22 ravenous mower gobbles up every grass blade in my neighbor’s yard Apr27 Six days past Easter my plum tree drops its blossoms— snowflakes in the grass. Scanning Oct1 first days of autumn— scanning the meadow grasses for some sign of frost Morning Aug20 grass and strawberries— another morning ripens in the neighbor’s yard Laughter Dec3 grass and scented weeds cradling the children’s laughter autumn afternoon Post navigation ← Older posts Privacy & Cookies: This site uses cookies. By continuing to use this website, you agree to their use. To find out more, including how to control cookies, see here: Cookie Policy Follow Following Mark M. Redfearn Join 476 other followers Sign me up Already have a WordPress.com account? Log in now. Mark M. Redfearn Customize Follow Following Sign up Log in Report this content View site in Reader Manage subscriptions Collapse this bar Loading Comments... Write a Comment... Email (Required) Name (Required) Website
Sep26 Autumn afternoon— a dog leaves a yellow stain on some browning grass. Jun22 ravenous mower gobbles up every grass blade in my neighbor’s yard Apr27 Six days past Easter my plum tree drops its blossoms— snowflakes in the grass. Scanning Oct1 first days of autumn— scanning the meadow grasses for some sign of frost Morning Aug20 grass and strawberries— another morning ripens in the neighbor’s yard Laughter Dec3 grass and scented weeds cradling the children’s laughter autumn afternoon Post navigation ← Older posts Privacy & Cookies: This site uses cookies. By continuing to use this website, you agree to their use. To find out more, including how to control cookies, see here: Cookie Policy Follow Following Mark M. Redfearn Join 476 other followers Sign me up Already have a WordPress.com account? Log in now. Mark M. Redfearn Customize Follow Following Sign up Log in Report this content View site in Reader Manage subscriptions Collapse this bar Loading Comments... Write a Comment... Email (Required) Name (Required) Website
Jun22 ravenous mower gobbles up every grass blade in my neighbor’s yard Apr27 Six days past Easter my plum tree drops its blossoms— snowflakes in the grass. Scanning Oct1 first days of autumn— scanning the meadow grasses for some sign of frost Morning Aug20 grass and strawberries— another morning ripens in the neighbor’s yard Laughter Dec3 grass and scented weeds cradling the children’s laughter autumn afternoon Post navigation ← Older posts Privacy & Cookies: This site uses cookies. By continuing to use this website, you agree to their use. To find out more, including how to control cookies, see here: Cookie Policy Follow Following Mark M. Redfearn Join 476 other followers Sign me up Already have a WordPress.com account? Log in now. Mark M. Redfearn Customize Follow Following Sign up Log in Report this content View site in Reader Manage subscriptions Collapse this bar Loading Comments... Write a Comment... Email (Required) Name (Required) Website
Apr27 Six days past Easter my plum tree drops its blossoms— snowflakes in the grass. Scanning Oct1 first days of autumn— scanning the meadow grasses for some sign of frost Morning Aug20 grass and strawberries— another morning ripens in the neighbor’s yard Laughter Dec3 grass and scented weeds cradling the children’s laughter autumn afternoon Post navigation ← Older posts Privacy & Cookies: This site uses cookies. By continuing to use this website, you agree to their use. To find out more, including how to control cookies, see here: Cookie Policy Follow Following Mark M. Redfearn Join 476 other followers Sign me up Already have a WordPress.com account? Log in now. Mark M. Redfearn Customize Follow Following Sign up Log in Report this content View site in Reader Manage subscriptions Collapse this bar Loading Comments... Write a Comment... Email (Required) Name (Required) Website
Scanning Oct1 first days of autumn— scanning the meadow grasses for some sign of frost Morning Aug20 grass and strawberries— another morning ripens in the neighbor’s yard Laughter Dec3 grass and scented weeds cradling the children’s laughter autumn afternoon Post navigation ← Older posts Privacy & Cookies: This site uses cookies. By continuing to use this website, you agree to their use. To find out more, including how to control cookies, see here: Cookie Policy Follow Following Mark M. Redfearn Join 476 other followers Sign me up Already have a WordPress.com account? Log in now. Mark M. Redfearn Customize Follow Following Sign up Log in Report this content View site in Reader Manage subscriptions Collapse this bar Loading Comments... Write a Comment... Email (Required) Name (Required) Website
Morning Aug20 grass and strawberries— another morning ripens in the neighbor’s yard Laughter Dec3 grass and scented weeds cradling the children’s laughter autumn afternoon Post navigation ← Older posts
Laughter Dec3 grass and scented weeds cradling the children’s laughter autumn afternoon Post navigation ← Older posts