begin

  A very sweet light is spreading over the Earth like perfume.  The moon is slowly dissolving and a boy-sun languidly stretches his translucent arms…Cool murmurings of pure waters that surrender themselves to the hillsides.  A pair of wings dances in the rosy atmosphere.  Silence my friends.  The day is about to begin. ~ Clarice Lispector

noticing

She brings a camera everywhere, notices the little things, gets a cup of coffee at a different cafe, takes the long way home”. ~ MH Clark                 wandering around Tower Hill Botanical Garden exploring some woodland trails downtown for coffee a bit of people watching in the park spring is here

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….

Assessment

“Life is maybe like deep-sea fishing. We wake up in the morning, we cast our nets into the water, and, if we are lucky, at day’s end we will have netted one– maybe two– small fish. Occasionally we will net a seahorse or sometimes a shark– or a life preserver or an iceberg, or a monster. And in our dreams at night we assess…