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