In a cleared forest  Three amigo mullein plants  Laugh at what’s normal

Along the Rio  Smacking horns fracture stillness  Sheltered herd exposed

Pretty as can be  Chorus of flower colors  Sing summer’s reprise

In a land not far  Against impossible odds  Balance is achieved

Beaver Lodge Estates  Adobe wood construction  Stunning lakeside views

With outstretched leaf arms  Stupendous kale says pick me  And I will grow more

With plenty to share  Rufous claims it for himself  Fighting to prevail

Almost September  Mountain tail-leaf talus slopes  Mark summer’s passing

In upside down worldValues get blurred and confusedLook for clarity

In a vast expanse  Striking single penstemon  Breaks the horizon