Lots of stems, lots of
leaves, a few blossoms, but still
     no ripe tomatoes!

Gardening at camp.  A few green tomatoes. Poor soil, not much water.

Bonus -
Green leaves trimmed in red,
brief flashes of sunlight gold -
     fall decoration.

Two graham crackers,
marshmellow(1), chocolate square, fire(!) -
       makes one s'more - one more?

 

(1) one or two? 

Late afternoon sun
shines golden on the far shore -
     kayak? campfire? both?

 And yes, yesterday's should have said "McCarthy's" - don't always catch inaccurate auto-corrects! 

At McCarthy Cove,

light blue sky, late sun on rocks - 

       a smile in the sky. 

One planter, two stems,
some dried up leaves, a few weeds -
        but no tomatoes!

 

Not enough water, I guess. And kind of worn out soil. 

Small fluttering down,
gently blanketing earth for
     a long winter nap.

God of justice, God of love,
in your endless effort to
mean all things for good,
time after time you nudge us
toward acceptance and forgiveness.
From earth to heaven,
from east to west,
from now to everlasting,
your steadfast love abides.
If only we could mold our brief lives
around the mercy and grace
in which we live.