Ivy growing up an old oak tree
Giving no remorse
No one knows
New growth such as these
Once thought dead
The black turns into life
Who knew
In a few simply growing days of warmth & sunlight
Nurtured & bright
Each black leaf
Now a shade of lovely spring green
Observations from the Garden
A selfish poet
Thoughts-poetry on life, nature and spiritual
Places - Nature - Photography
Steve's body of work spans conflicts, vanishing cultures, ancient traditions and contemporary culture alike - yet always retains the human element.
Shadowleaves on Lake Ann 
I have never truly observed this until this spring ~ living I the Ozarks right across from hickory & oak woodlands ~ able to see on my morning walks the new growth & the changing spring greens!
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