summer camp
baseball caps
signatures of friendships

only the moon
guiding my steps
not a sound for miles

fall night
white lines moving fast
too long getting there

brisk fall morning
layers of warm clothes
belong to my dad

top quarter champion

top half champion

bottom quarter champion

barbeque
finger lickin
sauce on my shirt

lingering daylight
two bodies snuggle
goldfish in love

cold winter night
fire place glowing
I do

top of the hill
lying down
on a blanket of snow

top half champion

champion

bottom half champion

waves rolling in
hand in hand
we march again

tall grass
tiny hand
picks up the egg

unforgettable smell
ingrained in wood
grandpa’s pipe

old boxes
full of a year gone by
time to decorate

top quarter champion

bottom half champion

bottom quarter champion

dead fish
feeds
the garden soil

country road
bails of straw
pulled slowly along

off to school
in old worn out jeans
autumn day

ready for school
shirt . . .
one size too small