Wishful Thinking

With temperatures brutal and the landscape colourless, I have taken solace in these sweet blooms from last spring.

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Wishing You

From me to you, have a Merry Christmas.

(The birch tree ornaments are by Christine from “The Birch Shop” in Manitoba, Canada)

The quiet before

Soon the holiday glamour will capture all the attention; this the quiet before presenting itself for contemplation.

November Notes

Strokes and squiggles. Lines and loops. Dashes and doodles. November trees write their strange script upon the grey skies. Notes on the season. Poems of transformation.

 

 

Walk with me

The morning is cool and damp, but come, walk with me. We will don our woolly scarves and mitts, and be grateful for that warmth.

As we enter the leaf-strewn path, our footfalls mute. Birds tweet and observe our passage from their spy perches. Fluffy-tailed bunnies scamper for cover, but we mean no harm. We are simply walkers who came by one autumn day.

September Sky Blue

“The blue of the sky is one of the most special colors in the world, because the color is deep but see-through both at the same time.”  ― Cynthia Kadohata

Changing of the Light

Even now, still in the midst of summer, the light is changing, preparing for transition: the days ever so slightly shorter, the rising sun a few minutes delayed. Here, the last light of a warm evening illumines a fading flower.