Frog songs beckoning "Look what the nighttime left us!"Epiphyllum blooms. ©Nancilynn Saylor6 October 2017
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When life gives you limes…
Quiet morning taskGathering up the harvest Mexican Lime time ©Nancilynn Saylor21September 2017
Remembering
Silent daybreakMy heart skips as tears escapethe puddles of my eyes No questionsNow, as back on that somber mornSinking to my knees Today, remembering anguish, fear, yes- and pain "My country, 'tis of thee." ©Nancilynn Saylor 09/11/2017
“Sing for your supper and you’ll get breakfast! Songbirds always eat…”
Northern Cardinals, Tufted Titmice, and Chickadees, and thean occasional Sparrow or two,drop in and fly out of the feeders as if it were the checkout line at a cafeteria White Wing Doves know they are safe at the big wooden feeder in the Sycamore tree; it's hunting season but still they gorge as if is […]
Those summer days…
Dappled-the morning sunlight filters through gossamer curtains […]
Good morning, America; how are you?
I can tell you how I am. I am sickened by the thought of a pack of teenagers filming a disabled man drowning in a pond in front of them Laughing as they watched and recorded the event. Cocoa, Florida sounds like a sweet spot residing at the entrance to The gates of Hell. No […]
You are always on my mind…
Waking up to another day. without you here, on this the, thirteenth year. […]
