rich

                  hide and go seek in her greenhouse pots of iris and gladiola bulbs the air was thick and rich with the scent of dirt      

pausing..

 for light, shadow and some supermarket blooms, as the days grow a bit longer For a fleeting moment we pause and note the sunlight on the sheets as we make the bed,  note the warm sun on our cup as we sip tea,  or note the fading light on the curtain as we enter the room.  And we let out a breath or sigh….

a single day

A day is like a whole life. You start out doing one thing, but end up doing something else, plan to run an errand, but never get there … And at the end of your life, your whole existence has the same haphazard quality, too. Your whole life has the same shape as a single day. ~Michael Crichton May Sarton wrote, “Routine is not…

reality of things

The astonishing reality of things Is my discovery each day. Each thing is what it is, And it’s hard to explain to someone how happy this makes me and how much this suffices me. All it takes to be complete is to exist. ~ Fernando Pessoa