Thanks for being part of the conversation I am the Poet In The Forest. A children series I penned out in the 1990s. None of it would be possible if it wasn’t for this forest in South Charlotte, NC. I talk about it so much that I thought maybe it’s time you get to meet all that inspires me. Thanks for being part of the conversation

The things we're moving around in our forests. Some pick up stones and throw them into the lakes and rivers. Others burn up fallen tree limbs while others love to dig up plants to replenish their yards. We're disrupting something that's been part of the story for decades. What are doing to each other?

Each year I bring plants indoors to keep them warm and protected from winter's bite. This season they seem to be yellowing. As if to be throwing a childlike fit. Are we humanizing our plants? What else is getting too much attention?

Thanks for being part of the conversation I am the Poet In The Forest. A children series I penned out in the 1990s. None of it would be possible if it wasn’t for this forest in South Charlotte, NC. I talk about it so much that I thought maybe it’s time you get to meet all that inspires me. Thanks for being part of the conversation

What are the chances that a person would experience not one but three eclipses in single writing book. This one came with a wish. To sink into the soul of the human heart in the way of inviting peace in a time of two wars.

Thanks for being part of the conversation I am the Poet In The Forest. A children series I penned out in the 1990s. None of it would be possible if it wasn’t for this forest in South Charlotte, NC. I talk about it so much that I thought maybe it’s time you get to meet all that inspires me. Thanks for being part of the conversation

Thanks for being part of the conversation I am the Poet In The Forest. A children series I penned out in the 1990s. None of it would be possible if it wasn’t for this forest in South Charlotte, NC. I talk about it so much that I thought maybe it’s time you get to meet all that inspires me. Thanks for being part of the conversation

When listening to music is set aside because of the presence of all things natural. Not even the crows and and hawks are screeching in the sky. Not even the rhythm of a quick chirping bright red cardinal. For now, all I have is a nice gentle cool fall breeze. You have to savor moments such as this because chaos has a key to the front door.

Thanks for being part of the conversation I am the Poet In The Forest. A children series I penned out in the 1990s. None of it would be possible if it wasn’t for this forest in South Charlotte, NC. I talk about it so much that I thought maybe it’s time you get to meet all that inspires me. Thanks for being part of the conversation

Thanks for being part of the conversation I am the Poet In The Forest. A children series I penned out in the 1990s. None of it would be possible if it wasn’t for this forest in South Charlotte, NC. I talk about it so much that I thought maybe it’s time you get to meet all that inspires me. Thanks for being part of the conversation