“...across the snowy field the barn light gleams - it's the loneliness of November twilight...”

“Deb and I were married on a snowy night - wind cross-wove a veil of snow for her then threw confetti at us as we left the lighted church...”

“...goodness is not the absence of evil - it's the light that pushes back the darkness...”

“...does it seem strange in the loneliness of the present time, that I run to you?...”

“......and not out of fear or loneliness, but only to find myself again... for we have come too far my Life, to turn back now...”

“...my heart is a desolate field over which geese vee, the sky turns and the days lie fallow...”

“...dark furrow lines grid the snow, punctuated by orange abacus beads of pumpkins - now the crows own the field...”