Vol plané
In a brief slit of solitude, I gazed up at the slender timbers that stretch toward the sky. Half barren, vulnerable yet still and reverent, I search the sky for answers. There must be some up there. The shifting clouds … Continue reading
Tag Archives: Plant
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
Spring Snow
We worked in phases, well mainly Papa Bear. Sometimes he rallied his troops, Baby Bear is always ready and able to take on the tasks at hand, while the other two would slither back indoors for a snack or back … Continue reading
Deeper into the Woods
We’re going on two years with our affairs in the company of Red. It still feels magical to be nesting within her magnificent walls, providing us with shade and beauty, habitat and recreation. Like the wood she spawned from, a … Continue reading
Too Much of A Good Thing
Is there such a thing? At almost 7:30 pm, sunlight; it did take some getting used to waking up an extra hour earlier to enjoy a little more play before supper. In an opaque tiny vile, an elixir for the … Continue reading
When the Sun No Longer Shines
at least over here in our parts, we all loose something as a result.Passion. Yes, it’s hissing out of us like the steam spewing from rooftops. This deep, lingering stretch of winter has us resorting to making affogato at 7:30 … Continue reading
Sing With Me
In the twilight hours with no other sounds around, the sparkle of Christmas kindles in our hearts.I can’t help but wonder of some of the mystery that eludes us as time goes on. Remember the one from our childhood dreams … Continue reading
Summer Harvest
A hummingbird beats its tiny wings seventy times per second, that’s 4,200 times per minute…that’s a lot of energy for such a little thing! Middle Bear (yes, I’m still fretting about him) is also smaller than the rest of the … Continue reading
Golden Boy
quizzed me about fireflies…he’s never seen them and is eager for their arrival to witness them illuminating the yard. Just a little more patience, while the evenings still have a chill in the air, they won’t be flickering around here … Continue reading
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