Thoughts in the Prairie

Sketches, Riveredge, July


We hear thunder
The prairie feels the shadow of the clouds
Every leaf anticipates.

How does milkweed do it?
Common, everywhere, defiant, tough, ubiquitous, indispensable
And still catches my fancy.


I wish I knew the voices of the birds
Are they saying important things?  Addressing the health of the planet?
I only want my voice to join theirs.

Teaching, learning, Riveredge

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