
Joyously vibrant,
blanketing my garden bed,
common winter weed.

Joyously vibrant,
blanketing my garden bed,
common winter weed.

The sun never scorns
at flowers that are yellow;
nature complements.

Great expectations:
flowering bulb emerges;
no moths around—yet.

Open-throated yell,
just an unhappy toddler;
fully-grown aloe.

Mushrooms after rains:
nature’s own origami;
life between the folds.