Summer sachets

Bright, sunny April,
calling  to little hands
swinging the baskets.

Hot, dusty mornings.
Dusk unwraps cool surprises.
Lurking sea breeze plays.

Intriguing Bytes

Water weeps...

Hear them calling!

Those few drops

One minute reads-9

Endless chatter

Nature adds depth

Nature weaves tales-11

Not just a tree

My office beckons

Your very own piece of the forest