Thursday, May 9, 2013

Monday, May 6, 2013

The Goosethwaite Family

Down at the lake today...

Mother Goose avec her goslings and Father Goose guarding them. At one point Father Goose assumed a right menacing position and charged some passersby geese who were getting a bit too close for comfort.

Honk honk honkeroo!








Thursday, May 2, 2013

The Unfurl - Secret Hipster Poem


It happens little by little...

We all have leaves
That shoot up full of life
From dark places.
Often they arise from pain;
Oftener still, they grow and collect
Any drop of sunshine's joy
And any coolness of the rain.
In so serving to feed us -
Nourish and be-deck us.
Wreathes of 
Garlands of
SWAG.