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.
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.
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
ensuing with transitions of the seasons that seems to affect even playful boys. May I suggest stepping into a forest? One nearby a river is a bonus. I don’t go to the forest to be alone; I go to be … Continue reading
Long summers feel good to the last drop…a few ways to honor the fleeting magic of late summer among friends. Love what you touch and you will touch wisely. May the world in your hands brighten with use; May you … Continue reading
Hit some tailwinds from the storms as the northern winds pressed down on us after a prolonged mildness in the atmosphere. It was lovely while it lasted. Heard some birdsongs along the way, ‘twas bittersweet as we know they are … Continue reading
We will walk the trail of our ancestors. Thank you for getting us this far…for supporting us to this point on our quest.
Somewhat haltingly, somewhat guardedly, somewhat methodically, I created a space for myself here. A way to extract the thoughts out of my head and onto a blank slate every time I carved some time to…a catharsis of sorts and perhaps … Continue reading
We simply couldn’t have made it without this space, the inspiration from on high of infinite intelligence guiding, directing and revealing…the law of the Almighty radiating love and attention through all the light of the sun. Taking note, waiting, wondering … Continue reading
I would imagine folk in these homes have been grateful for not having to look at a neglected fenced-in plot of dirt but instead transfixed by the daily scene of hands digging into the dirt day in and day out … Continue reading
The weekend is rolling in and the deer couldn’t resist my delphiniums…they are were drop dead gorgeous. I have the weekend to come up with a plan b. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t mind sharing but not even one … Continue reading