I took a two hour walk on my Mother’s Day. The sun shone brightly over the wild-flower meadow. I watched the herons and the jets fly above me. I walked little too far into the woods than I should have, but I made it out safely.
I love to soak in the silence and beauty of nature. I may not have a poem today, but I will tomorrow or the next day. The singing birds, the flowing fields and the budding flowers all sang to me in unison. I will write their words, soon.
For now, enjoy the pictures and be inspired.