Gargoyle Guards the Home

A gargoyle guards the entrance to this home

watches over the garden's blooms

supervises installation of walkway and steps

eyes the soon-to-be vegetable garden

and the side garden paths

waits for the burst of colour from this peony bud.

Gargoyle guards and watches it all.

Field Stones

Field Stones

When this house was new,

field stones formed the dry stack  walls.

One by one, each stone was picked,

then placed with care,

a piece of the puzzle.

Sixty years and what remains?

This tumble of stones,

thatched with grass

and tufted in moss,

so many pieces missing.

Now,

one by one,

we lug those stones.

One by one,

we roll them

end over end over end…

then rest.

One at a time,

slow and slow,

a stone pathway forms,

and winds

to

our 

door.

The stones and walls

that once warned

Stay Out,

now mark the way to home

and

Welcome.

And one by one,

stones live anew. 

They call to us,

Come Home, Come Home.