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The first light skims
the patient treetops. The creatures stir and rub their eyes while the crows caw. © 2020 Larry Kilham  The rising waves and rolling foam
the rush of water across the sand the squawking gulls and running pipers The salt air and the warm sun. This is heaven by the sea. (c) Larry Kilham The robot wandered our desert preparing for the exploration of Mars. The creatures chirped and yowled “Who is snooping in this paradise of ours?” They agreed that wily coyote should talk to this blinky thing. He asked, “Are you smoking peyote or are you under alien programming?” The chastened robot turned to go when a galloping creature with a spiral horn pulled up in a cloud of dust and proclaimed, “Yes, I am a unicorn!” The unicorn said to the robot, “Believe in me and I’ll believe in you.” The robot blinked and clinked and replied, “Fine, let me tell you what is new.” “I’ll search for ways to live on the barren plains of Mars and someday I will travel to the planets of the neighboring stars.” The unicorn spoke confidentially, “Everyone loves me so we should travel together, wouldn’t you agree?” “What will you do?” the robot asked. “We must stay alive. With no food on board, how will you survive?” The unicorn smiled and said, “I do PR, my man! I can report from the boring mission stories of mystery and charm. From you the logician and me the magician.” “We unicorns absorb energy from the sun or from whatever star is near like you do from your solar panels so come on, let’s get in gear." Now outer space is a lonely place and a stranger sight you might never see - the robot and the unicorn exploring a dead Martian sea. They set up their antenna and broadcast to Mother Earth: “Your lights are glowing in deep dark space. The source of all hope and progress is Earth and the human race.” © 2019 Larry Kilham  Today
the snow began above in the mountains moving down silently crossing the rocky cliffs dusting the stoic trees whitening the fields sharing my window. © 2019 Larry Kilham  The mist rises from the lake
in the chilly dawn. The ducks are leaving and winter is coming. The frost is on the panes but we will have each other in our feathered nest. © Larry Kilham  White and pink and yellow and awesome
the daisies bloom until the cool of autumn. Most other plants have shed their flowers that have gladdened us for many hours. Now there are fields of golden daisies quiet beauty as far as the eye can see restoring hope, joy, and tranquility after a season of chaos and uncertainty. (c) 2019 Larry Kilham There's the crisp fall air and
the fruit stands are closing. The foliage colors are starting hummingbirds are leaving. Enjoy the coming winter – a forever tradition. The endless season of climate change is coming. (c) 2019 Larry Kilham  The water lilies are floating on a placid pond
while the busy biosphere churns below and the bewildering human world lurks beyond. The lily pads happily absorb the sunlight into their myriad living cells and they offer rest when dragonflies alight. Why can’t we be like the water lilies floating along through the universe of life leaving the environment free of strife. (c) 2019 Larry Kilham |
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