In the Smallest Moments

In the Smallest Moments

There is a glory in a slow mid-afternoonas Autumn lays out the red carpetin the smallest momentseven when the clouds shroud the sun.For the person that sits assuredly at nighfills me with their laughter and lightand whispers in my private … Continue reading

Late Bloomers

Arriving later to the party. Better later than never, perhaps all the wiser. Quiet, reflective and astute…it’s the only way they know. Limitless potential bursting into the scene here, without a worry of the majority in the beginning stages of … Continue reading

Until the Clouds Unroll

Until the Clouds Unroll

Before we get all tawny as the classis coat of autumn tends to convert into these days, we are still enjoying the last of the transitional hues against the remaining greens even under ill-omened skies. The rain never came, a … Continue reading

Aisles of Gold

Throw on your boots and a make a dash for the corn maze in the golden hour…pressure’s on to find the way out before dusk—walking just isn’t an option. You couldn’t tell from the dozen or so of photos that … Continue reading

Caught in Transition

Caught in Transition

Summer serenading caught in the morning dew,sultry thoughts sleeping in the shadows.Our last chance for a season to wallowand something new ahead of us to follow.Among the cacophony of hillside late bloomers,the vim and vigor of but a fewto carry … Continue reading

Getting Our Fill

You cannot receive too much nourishment from the universe any more than you can breathe too much air or tube roll too much. Last ones to leave this farm; we’ll be back for another dose of giddiness, hilarity and mirth. … Continue reading

Oh the Magnificent

Oh the Magnificent

I couldn’t let such a magnificent light pass through without at least one moment to enfold in its warmth, to be here, present…to break rhyme…hurry this season is shifting swiftly. But really I’m gonna savor every last drop of it.

Some Enchanted Evening

Some Enchanted Evening

Too delightful of a late afternoon to leave without cozying up around a fire. I’m enchanted.

It Won’t Be Long

It Won’t Be Long

Things are not yet ready to be put to rest, but soon with warmth and wit from the earth underfoot, a growing hum, a pulsating resonance, rotating, elongating…ah an awakening.

This Tagine

This Tagine

For being a fêted find at a thrift on a discount day. A prized discovery for brewing up slow-cooked savory stews and keeping us warm throughout the transitioning days. My nest may not boast of a field of coriander running … Continue reading