seasonal poetry
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A Composition of Harvest
In late winter, I heard the formidable crash of a huge oak tree on the hillside next to our home. Death for the old oak wasn’t the end and I write more of those thoughts here. It’s a stunning prelude to spring, but below I’ve posted the poem I wrote this autumn as I thought… Continue reading
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No Other Season Finds Me Quite Like This…
We should have done it years ago. Planting fruit trees that is… But we dragged our feet awhile before getting down to business with peach, plum, and apple. What I didn’t know until now is even though a fruit tree won’t bear fruit for years upon getting it first in the ground, seeing the fruit… Continue reading
Sierra V. Fedorko 