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raked leaves

daddy‘s smoke

following me

cactus plants

daddy pruning

my needle stings

the kiln cools…

the vase and I waiting

to break the mould

the week-end drizzle

composing us mushrooms

between the trees

pool lights

our skinny dipping

to the brightest middle

darkening…

the end of a summer

the geese left behind

furniture restore

the smells of boyhood

out in the forest

forest clearing

I come to a hand saw

dull with rust

river narrows

the force of a cloud burst

white with boulders

in the midday lake

we fish at times

a snow-topped mountain