This Moment

for offering much-needed coding for another long and dark month.

These Three Amigos

These Three Amigos

for offering their guidance and an abundance of love upon our arrival.

Learning to Fly

Learning to Fly

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

In Praise of Mighty Hands

In Praise of Mighty Hands

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

Our Need for Movement

Our timing for ceremonial devotedness trumped homework and reasonable adherence to our weekday obligations…thank goodness for brighter days…thank goodness for angels like these.

Vintage

Vintage

When one adventure after another leads you here…it’s not a bad day. Not a bad day at all when you realize plunked on a couch, at dusk while a lad and his guitar send tones my way. Initially wobbly but … Continue reading

Out On A Limb

Out On A Limb

Quite a remarkable lounge and even more remarkable day, kicking off our spring adventures on the river. A once derelict shore, now vibrant with life and a couple of not-so-distressed damsoles fueling this newfound verve with their brimming vigor…getting baptized … Continue reading

Rowdy and Wild

Blood wants to be free flowing in the body.Would do anything to overpower the detriment against its will.Through infinite ways of love, it wells up, on mark for nullification. It’s beautifully high-spirited in these parts. And in an instant, it … Continue reading

Playing With Fire

Playing With Fire

Don’t play with her fire. She’ll take your ashes and make poetry out of them until your soul burns with regret. – Joseph Colombrita

Starry Starry Night

….paint your palette blue and greyLook out on a summer’s day with eyes that know the darkness in my soulShadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffodilsCatch the breeze and the winter chills, in colors on the snowy … Continue reading