Hope

New buds at tree-tips

Bringing God’s silent message—

The promise of Spring.

Skat@2020

Hawks and Doves II

Carnage on my deck;
Feathers flew in my absence,
Leaving me dove-less.
I searched for strategies, now
Reflectors hang from my trees.

skat@2020

In Suspense

Ready and waiting;
Camera battery charged,
For Waxwing Weekend.
Pendulous berries alter
The shape of my Shubert tree.

skat@2018

Fa La La La La!

Gold finches light up
the chokecherry tree’s crown like
yellow Christmas bulbs.

skat@2018

In The Tree

I’ve been waiting the
whole year for you to appear–
dear wee chickadee.

skat@2017