Night Bird

On top of treetops, gilded leaves sway and swish with the evening breeze.Some days feel tropical while others brisk. These are the fleeting days of summer, where sweet morning bird songs are heard from under the covers and I’ll bother … Continue reading

A Race Against Time

Now then, here we are the fledgling days of August lurked upon us amid our deliriously distorted days of leisure play. How did we arrive here already? Just as we were settling into summer, that esteemed season that isn’t overly … Continue reading

Waiting, Watching, Rooting

Home. What makes it so sweet? Certainly not the square footage. The layout may enrich some harmony, but how we choose to live in it and how our home resonates with us and our surroundings makes a home as the … Continue reading

Uncovered

as in a locker room and all the bare body parts glistening under the unflattering fluorescent lights, right there inscribed in paper by his teachers about middle bear’s brazen behavior in the classroom. Why wasn’t this brought up in the … Continue reading

Tempted

not by a luscious fruit, nor by a fragrant-luring flower but a bench. It wasn’t a sculptured beauty, a simple wooden structure that felt just right at the time. Baby bear wandered into the direction of a park bench away … Continue reading

Dream-stealing

That’s right the robust winds and heavy wet snow falling from the sky have me shivering on my stone-cold kitchen floor. March has bestowed us with illusionary behaviors, down-right dream-stealing, that only leave me to console sullen bears. Not so … Continue reading

Moments Preserved

Maybe our latest move is not something to be understood but to be pondered upon…and yes our new entrance stopped me in my tracks to do just that. The sweet sun pierced her rays through our window, an emergence from … Continue reading

Light, Airy and Remarkable

…flakes drifting from the heavens astounded my little bears just a couple of nights ago. While I was yearning for a wild and beautiful adventure outdoors, I was thinking more of the lines of pathless woods where society would not … Continue reading

Playing for an Audience

No one does it better than baby bear at least in our nest.She is our sweet muse as we gawk in amazement and laugh to no ends with her silly antics. She charms her brothers into almost anything and she … Continue reading

A Little Broken

This abrupt shift has rustled me more so than the others—so consuming and momentous this displacement intertwined with a sense of duty has left me groggy. This lofty pursuit to find the nest that will end all moves has left … Continue reading