in between the dark and the light

        “Between every two pines is a doorway to a new world” ~ John Muir      

then and now

      the colors seem to soften before turning all brown and rust and then the final fall. I will be posting a bit less now as the holidays approach. I just want to thank you for all your visits and for your wonderful support here, so very appreciated.  Wishing you all a wonderful weekend!  


AUTUMN The passion Is still flourishing in the branches Yellow funny and daring red The sun warms even in the days Where the fog Stubbornly in the morning From a distance A woodpecker knocks Impermanence Is the enemy of beauty ~ Kristian Goldmund Aumann journal of a nobody

for the love of birches

“I’d like to go by climbing a birch tree And climb black branches up a snow-white trunk Toward heaven, till the tree could bear no more, But dipped its top and set me down again. That would be good both going and coming back. One could do worse than be a swinger of birches.” ~ Robert Frost


“It was one of those sumptuous days when the world is full of autumn muskiness and tangy, crisp perfection, and the air so clean and clear that you feel as if you could reach out and ping it with a finger, as you would a polished wine glass. Even the colors were crisp: vivid blue sky, deep green fields, leaves in a thousand luminous…