Sunday, November 13, 2016

MOONLIGHT FOLLOWED BY FROST...


Last night, I thought it had snowed. 

But no, it was moonlight, 
spread thick and white like a layer of cream all over my valley; 
and the creek waters gleamed. 
And now the new morning is crisp, 

and the beam of my flashlight picks up bright diamonds left on my lawns by the frost. 
Sunday is here, 

and it will be lovely, whatever the temperatures.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, BRYAN O. MOORE...


And now the birthday is here, Honorable No. 2 Son Bryan O. Moore.

You were born to us on this day in 1967, well before you were due; and oh! you were tiny! 


By your teen years, however, you towered above us; and you're still standing tall in your life. 


You're a son to be proud of. We love you.
MY 3 SONS (from left) Bryan, Kevin, Mark