rainy days and impatience


bad enough that the last few days have been cloudy, rainy and unbelievably muggy
now I just learned that I have to wait until January for this to come back…



beginning, ending, and inbetween



Fall Song

Another year gone, leaving everywhere
its rich spiced residues: vines, leaves,

the uneaten fruits crumbling damply
in the shadows, unmattering back

from the particular island
of this summer, this NOW, that now is nowhere

except underfoot, moldering
in that black subterranean castle

of unobservable mysteries – roots and sealed seeds
and the wanderings of water. This

I try to remember when time’s measure
painfully chafes, for instance when autumn

flares out at the last, boisterous and like us longing
to stay – how everything lives, shifting

from one bright vision to another, forever
in these momentary pastures.

~Mary Oliver



reap and sew




nature’s little gardeners
they harvest
they plant
it will be a nice surprise
to see where new little Black Eyed Susans
sprout next spring!

a late summer morning

and life is good


time to rise and shine!



a spider spins and climbs

Mr. Goldfinch nibbles at the feeder

while a blue jay waits,  surprisingly quiet in the oak tree


there’s fresh sugar water for the hummer

and Chip climbs out on the woodpile


he will join me on the deck, as he does most mornings, with his cheeks full of seeds

but then I catch a glance of my dining room while grabbing a cup of coffee

“college packing central”

and it’s back to reality