Rockton
Baker's dream: summer to frost
My unleashed outcry for an early frost now turns and twists.
Pat Mannino
Rockton
Baker's dream: no shut off
Giving a shout out to Brian Elmer Company of Rockton. Did I mention I have ancient plumbing?
Rockton
Baker's dream: full bursting heat of summer
Midsummer, wide hipped, full blown, worldly, brings thriving weeds, obnoxious, arrogant.
Rockton
Baker's dream: sounds in the night
The night sound returned, long, slow; harsh, scraping. Hair prickled on the back of my neck.
Rockton
Baker's dream: a solitary hummingbird
Jeweled in both color and sheen, she feverishly samples columbine nectar as if it were fine wine.
Rockton
Baker's dream: vanishing mushrooms
Perhaps I would be better served by a mind well mannered and orderly, but for those of us already succumbed...
Rockton
Baker's dream: my wildest dreams
A definite lack of common sense lies in my flawed DNA. But, I am not a quitter.
Rockton
Baker's dream: song of the garden
Could greater wonder, greater beauty be imagined, could pen set to paper ever form words to describe?
Rockton
Baker's Dream: prelude to a cupcake
Bravely I resisted, despite my own desperate longings…