
As ghosts tread lightly
Around the fallen flowers
They respect the dead
Flowers

If angels dare tread
Fallen, sent, or otherwise
There’s no going back


Hollyhocks

Lily



This California Root Borer Beetle wanted to hang out in the house with us, but I was afraid we would step on him. He was not happy about me putting him back outside. He said, “But the Angels get to stay!” He had a point.