In the strawberry family

 but really Ann's trix-trees.  Notice the bell-shaped flowers to the left of the fruit.  So manzanita-like.

Hunter's moon last night --

 this isn't but it does light up the page.  (Hint:  think Ruth Asawa).  

Seasonal friends

 A three-way conversation without feathers.  

Grainy

 as a well-crafted who-done-it tale.  Cities, even small ones, are like this.  

Metal or bauble star?

 Whether looking up, looking down, or looking within, perspective is the paint.  But who is the painter?  

What can we learn from a skinny window?

Is our perspective diminished?  Do we go inside to find that larger landscape?  What is the conversation between a window and door?   
 

A gentle touch

 of brush stroke.  Soon the hibiscus will become robust.  

Wave surge of desiccated rose petals

 Great way to end a day.  

What is about to be

written?  

 

Overcast days are no deterrent

for a snail especially if a banquet of marigolds be within reach.  
 

When trying to make sense of the abstract

 always look to see if you can see a tree.  Even a suggestion of a tree. Trees are our naturally rooting place.  

Never, never forget

 to look along the edges even when the center beguiles.