The muse of inspiration still shines forth in the unexpected everyday kind of ways:
the slant of light through the trees, spring peepers punctuating the night with nature’s own music and musings.
A flock of wild turkeys arrayed on the leave-srewn woodland hillside out back. The barred own again vocallzing before dusk, soars between the pines to another perch.









Stopping to smell the Lilacs (they are actually in the Olive family)!






Friends & family gather in springtime.