Cold crisp unseasonal air hits us ~ and I stop to think, I better enjoy this!
My morning write ~ Haiku 3/5/3
Canada
Geese squaking birds fly
Once again
Cold crisp unseasonal air hits us ~ and I stop to think, I better enjoy this!
My morning write ~ Haiku 3/5/3
Canada
Geese squaking birds fly
Once again
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.
Author, Speaker, Workshop Leader
Come for the stories, stay because it's not Facebook
