By John Ziegler June Morning The wind brushing the tall pines at night sounds like the husk of woodwinds. Morning light ignites the honeysuckle, sunshine warms my back. In my out - of - round bowl, voluptuous strawberries covered with home brewed yogurt, a slice of crusty toast. This lofty June morning small golden bees … Continue reading June Morning and June Evening
Academy of the Heart And Mind 