11 September 2023 (expecting rain)

expecting rain

at any moment

poplar leaves

11 April 2023 (his face)

his face on the screen

hidden by cigarette smoke

. . . poplar catkins

27 October 2022 (a patch)

a patch of aspens

gilding the old clearcut

kintsugi

21 October 2022 (aspens)

yellow aspens

without a sound a jay

becomes sky

24 November 2020 (poplars)

across the river

a stand of bare poplars . . .

I put on a warmer coat

2 February 2020 (Groundhog Day)

Groundhog Day

the skeletal shadows

of young poplars

7 May 2019 (poplars)

budding poplars

any day now

a hummingbird

October 25: Just like Colorado

Looking out my office window today, a glowing golden poplar caught my eye. I was reminded of autumn aspen groves in Colorado--the almost ethereal sight of round leaves like gold coins shining against a backdrop of many straight pale tree trunks. As I was thinking this, I commented to a co-worker, "Look at that one beautiful tree out there." "I was just thinking that it reminded me of Colorado," she replied. I had to laugh. I guess once you've experienced such a sight, it resonates throughout the rest of your experiences of the natural world.

Western light reflects
on poplar leaves, reminds me
of aspens, things past.