for sandie p.

with whom every minute is as refreshing as an afternoon in a gorgeous garden.

have a wonderful summer.

pinkity, porkity piglets

drowsy pre-sow sisters in the tickle-brown dust

on a lovely evening the american songbook shone

in the able hands of bill shontz and cliff rey

at the corner of high and main.

our town library (brooks memorial)

is getting her nose powdered this summer

(for clueless and slim: this is a side view)

meet roger haydock

who led a group (ages 7 to 70+) on a laurel walk for his 60th birthday

what did you/will you do on your 60th birthday?

alley way

an art gallery, a theater,

a large public deck, a river view, apartments and offices

spoke off from this tiny hub

once this church held services,

now it holds a family of stained-glass artists who bend lead and light

and create glass worlds of wonder

the artists are named rick neumann and liza king.

if you have a few moments you might enjoy looking at some of their work

http://neumannstudios.com/

here is the sparrow

that splashed and sang

are laundromats universal?

a funny question, i suppose,

but tell me where you wash your clothes?

the poem peddler is back

after a winter in new orleans

the hammock on a hummock in ronnie's verdant garden

cue a soft breeze

(it's been hot in brattleboro the last couple of day, about 90 degrees fahrenheit)

for j.m.: a close-up of the horses

these horses are the work

of joe fichter.

hope this satisfies your curiosity, j.m.

(and for those of you wondering about the funny lawn...

it is a living sculpture and has been in place for at least 20 years.)

a sparrow

danced and dallied here

and sang to her reflection.

once the train station

now a place of inspiration

down at the marina

these children romped in the giant chair

the will to live

what makes this tree set root in chimney mortar?

why would it hold on through pounding rains and winds and blizzards?

how does it survive on a diet of dew and air?

the whetstone brook dives headfirst

into gravity's insatiable pocket

ants savor the taste of peony honey

tickling the buds until they open their petals and laugh.

would you go fishing with these people?

and if you did, what do you suppose you might catch?

even in the rain

ronnie's garden

is a place of

earthly (and earthy) delights

any port in a storm

when rough weather approaches

may you all reach home safely and tie up nice and snug

sometimes it's good to

contemplate the alchemy

of imperfection

i'll take my dinner with a nimbus of light on the side

no extra calories and the taste is divine.

busy little bee

spreading rumors through the neighborhood.

what do you suppose he's whispering into those tender ears?

after the heifers strolled down main street

mites mounted mini mountains

lambs lounged in lovely laps

calves cooled off on the common.

it was a great day...next year maybe you'll join us

for sharoni, in a gray pocket of england

tangible sunshine, like friendship,

is simply golden

you've got mail

the old fashioned way

it's true...i do kiss better than i cook

but perhaps i could improve my culinary skills

if someone would just give me a hand

(or an arm, or a leg, or even a mouth)...

ufos sighted in vermont

what would h.g. wells say?

or carl sagan?

some of you might think this is fungi. ha!

these aliens are very clever...

please enlarge to read the sign

underneath it should say,

'proofreader needed'

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