I Am Not A Forest Ranger
'I am not a forest ranger, an expert, or a guide, I’m just a woman, who likes to camp outside, I try to learn what it is I have to know,...
I Am Not A Forest Ranger
Spring Has Sprung
It's Winter
The Crackle Of The Fire
I Sweep
My Topophilia Love
My Little Lake Dog
Little Hummers
When I Insert The Key
My Delightful Morning Dip
I Feel The Wind In The Sails
My Furry Little Friend Up in the Tree
The Scent Of The Air, The Feel Of The Breeze
Are There Fairies, Are There Gnomes?
I'm Wondering What It Is I Hear
Kerplink-Kerplunk, See How They Jump
Something Slithering Startles Me
The Dragonfly Flutters on Gossamer Wings
Roasting Marshmallow Treats on the Campfire
I Long For My Lake
My Inspiration, My Love, My Lake, 2 Versions of my poem here
Ode to My Loon
My Glorious View of the Lady Moon
The Midnight Wail of the Loon...
I'm Sitting in This Magical Place...