Birds fill each morning with song, their notes a backdrop to the rising sun.
Look up, for the light is leaving, another chapter closing. Trees stand as witnesses, wise with knowing.
There’s something about walking the neighborhood in evening’s waning light, of taking this time to be present for the changing of the guard, from day into night. My muscles release the stresses built up during the day – the work, the care taking, the decisions that come with each new hour. For a brief time,Continue reading “reset”
Scattered stars perch among lacy branches, their pale blue lights shine in a galaxy of green.
the center is still, surrounded by layers of silken petals warm scent rising, drawing messages in the air, sweet with invitation
Steadily falling, longed for rain trickles into cracks, healing the ground. It beads on leaves, the drops like jewels, evoking sighs of delight.
White on white, waxen blossoms repeat summer’s song along stems stretched tall.
silent gatherings range the sky, their whispers gilded by sun’s descent
Enter the space where scents breathe, intoxicate… where colors cry in sunset shades.