Author: Alyce Faye Bragg

Summertime weather simmers along as daisies bloom and leaves grow green and full on the trees. The hills surround and

I wandered today to the hill, MaggieTo watch the scene belowThe creek and the rusty old mill, MaggieWhere we sat

A yellow butterfly hovers over the Persian lilac bush, with its purple blooms swaying in the breeze. Purple and yellow

The sun peeped up over Pilot Knob this morning, but was soon obscured by clouds that covered the sky. The

Warm weather is still hesitating on the threshold of spring, as if debating whether to enter or let winter weather

The spring songbirds are lifting their voices in praise to their Creator this morning; they have deserted the feeder and

Bright sunshine glitters on a snowy landscape, and the sky is bright blue. It is a drastic change from yesterday’s

The very last day of February slides off the calendar, making way for the month of March. We are not

Bright sunshine glitters on a snowy landscape, and the sky is bright blue. It is a drastic change from yesterday’s

The sun is shining brightly on our hills today, although a wayward wind is laced through the sunshine. The cardinals

A few snowflakes drift down on our hills this morning from an overcast sky that seems to promise more snow.

We turn another calendar leaf, and a New Year is spread out before us. Unused, unspotted and blank. The beginning

Buttermilk clouds riffle across the wide expanse of the sky this morning, as another mild day unfolds in the hills.

It is a brown and white November day, with patches of snow scattered over a brown landscape. It is bitter

A silvery, lopsided moon shone down last night out of a clear sky, highlighting the darkened woods and trees that

November throws her brown cloak around her shoulders and enters our hills, scattering dry leaves in her wake and bringing

October by Robert FrostO hushed October morning mild,Thy leaves have ripened to the fall;Tomorrow’s wind, if it be wild,Should waste

There is a cool note in the brisk breeze that is blowing today; a warning sign that summer is fast

The sun has struggled all morning to break through the overcast sky, and is now shining down from a blue

By Shannon Georgia SchaubroeckThe summer days are fading, as they mustFrom endless hours to short and fleeting lightThe bird’s once

We are now crossing the bridge from summer to autumn. On one side is the hot summer sun, gardens at

August always seemed to me to be the tail end of summer, but the season seems to be hanging on.

Midsummer simmers along, with hot, humid days and sticky nights. The common oxeye daisies have given way to brightly colored

A few days ago was America’s birthday. Independence Day, commonly known as the Fourth of July, is the most celebrated

Summer weather has settled down upon our hills with resulting heat and humidity, while hound dogs seek out a shady

TODAYSo here hath been dawningAnother blue day:Think wilt thou let itSlip useless away. Out of eternityThis new day is born;Into

The viney honeysuckles are blooming all over the banks of Clay now, just as they do every year at graduation

FOREVERI learn as the years roll onwardAnd leave the past behind,That much I have counted sorrowBut proves our God is

“Springtime is coming, sweet lonesome little bird, your echo in the woodlands I hear.” Spring has finally come in its

The sun has tried valiantly all morning to break through the cloud covering but has succeeded very few times. There