A thistle of beauty....

Thistles they have beauty...

In many different ways...

Your purchase made you happy...

No matter what people say...

Nature has a way of showing...

That it's not just a weed....

You'll find so many little birds...

Are munching on that seed...

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This little poem I wrote for my friend Virginia....

She bought a thistle, and everyone laughed at her,

because we find them growing everywhere....

for free....but I didn't want her to feel bad,

so I made her a card with 11 pictures

of different thistles...and they really are beautiful....

so Virginia may your thistle grow hardy,

and confined to one spot....

My Summers at the cottage

My summers at the cottage

Was usually spent alone

For there were no other kids

And there wasn't even a phone

I would wander by the water

Collect colored glass I found in the sand

And mom would have me weeding

The weeds upon her land

I always played a gymnast

While walking on fallen trees

I'd dig up clay beneath the sand

And that would make me sneeze

My dad would take me for a ride

In our Lyman boat

We'd go out onto the water

And sometimes just sit and float

He seemed to find a fishing pole

Laying in the hatch

And because of me, yes little me

We always came back with a catch....

(a memory poem by judy karle schuster)

The Caterpillar

THE CATERPILLAR

The caterpillar looks like a wiggly worm...

With stripes of color, she makes me squirm...

She has patience while sitting upon a stem...

Dodging the animals, and legs of man...

Her color is vivid, of black, yellow and green...

She'll turn into a butterfly, her beauty to be seen...

photo & poem by judy

A Day in the Pen...

A DAY IN THE PEN...

A day in the pen

Who could ask for more....

I was the princess

Who they all adored....

There was uncle Al

uncle Vic and uncle Rudy...

Who jumped in the pen

for babysitting duty...

They took over everything

from bottle to bear...

Now I know they were silly

but it shows that they cared...

by judy