Mourning Doves
Rain slips down the green shimmering tree
Silver mourning doves endure the rain
Dreaming of sun-washed days
With soft murmurs;they wait out the storm
My Kitchen Buddha
All serene all watching all smiling
Sitting on his shelf he watches
The rice burn
The kettle boil
The dirty dishes
The sun on the glass
Th cats quarrel
The oranges shrivel
All serene all seeing all knowing
In the background there is an ancient apple tree. It no longer bears fruit but it still stands and every spring it gives out fresh leaves and apple blossoms.
This is Life
Sometimes You are on the outside looking in and sometimes you are on the inside looking out.
Rainbow
There is Always a Rainbow if You Know Where to Look
Fred The Cat
Fred Contemplates Life
