To Ingrid - Mother's Day 2013

While quaffing a beer on a public house patio I talked about you;



And I found nothing strange about showing your picture while riding the train.


 Absorbing the sounds of underground jazz made me wish you were there;




And seeing the beauty of wetlands and ponds, and a lone tree standing, made me wish you were there.

The fact is that beautiful things that are new remind me of you.