evening light
the old house
young again
Tag Archives: haiku
WINTER MISTS
tide running out
on the Whanganui
river mist
enjoyed a walk with Berty this afternoon..
WINTER SKY
bare branches
and a bleak sun
rising
THE WITNESSES
on my walk
silent witnesses
to a creator God…
His work is all around us – in light, in colour, in all things that are beautiful…
…and in the gifts He has given to all.
THE END OF A PERFECT DAY…
last dance
the tattered wings
of a butterfly
THERE BE DRAGONS…
old wharf posts
reflecting
times past
REFLECTING
the deep calm
of still waters
dreaming
