On Playful Bearing

On Playful Bearing

Voracious adventurous appetite is what these little guys displayed all afternoon…never did they let up. Good to see healthy, growing little beings full of heart without any limitations to their being. Brought up tender memoirs of boys that were once … Continue reading

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

First Chill

First Chill

This happened tonight. The first time since two seasons past. I was ready for it after ambling up and down rolling hills for tricks, treats and hair clips, yes, it’s a thing around such hills. The layers got me through … Continue reading

I Wanted the World

I Wanted the World

but you knew better. You argue because you can’t accept love is all we have left. – Adam Clayton, Dave Evans, Larry Mullen, Paul David Hewson No room in the innno worries, the love that is sent upon us sits … 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

This Light…

This Light…

for beaming for a flash of insight and a reminder of all the I am. One last hurrah for light. Giddy in anticipation to stand at the precipice of the heralded oceanic opening where it all started. Most magnificent and … Continue reading

The Mess

The Mess

The mess is the early part of the beauty and good that’s upcoming. Don’t delay…the magic you are yearning for is in the work you are escaping. Bon courage à nous! Remix view only on IG: https://www.instagram.com/reel/Cyuba6htqgG/?igshid=MTc4MmM1YmI2Ng==

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