Poetry & Prose
Forget Me Not
Tiny blue flowers, called “forget-me-nots” grow profusely in the heights of the Rocky Mountains in the summer. They can be found tucked into every nook and cranny - sometimes growing out of cracks in the face of the rock. This is a poem I wrote one summer as I reflected on the name of these vivid blooms. They , together [...]
2May2008 | Mary | 0 comments | Continued
On Eagles Wings
From time to time, Brent and I spot Eagle’s nests while hiking. Watching these mighty birds swoop and soar and care for their young is a fascinating pastime. Eagles build their nests in crags high up on mountains. When their young reach a certain age, the parents stir the nest, and throw the little ones [...]
1Nov2007 | Mary | 4 comments | Continued



