praise

      Praise the light of late November, the thin sunlight that goes deep in the bones. Praise the crows chattering in the oak trees; though they are clothed in night, they do not despair. Praise what little there’s left: the small boats of milkweed pods, husks, hulls, shells, the architecture of trees. Praise the meadow of dried weeds: yarrow, goldenrod, chicory, the…

floating into February

2017 started out with some changes, some new additions and some happy surprises Our exhibit at The Bradley Estate turned out wonderfully Met many talented, inspiring people Loved the sharing of ideas (a portion of the exhibit will remain on display until Valentine’s Day) I was contacted by a magazine editor my photos and a short article will be published in their May issue…

change

But start slowly, because direction is more important than speed. Sit in another chair, on the other side of the table. Later on, change tables. When you go out, try to walk on the other side of the street. Then change your route, walk calmly down other streets, observing closely the places you pass by. Take other buses. Change your wardrobe for a while;…

a pause

This is not a season but a pause between one future & another, a day after a day, a breathing space before death, a breathing, the rain throwing itself down out of the bluegrey sky, clear joy. – Margaret Atwood (from “Rain”) Happy National Poetry Month!

back to the trails

  The snow is gone, the light is changing and we spring forward this weekend. Cheers to longer days! Sharing some link love: Cheryl Crotty Sherry Galey Connie Spinardi Trina Dopp