Early
morning sun
dances across the inlet
in a blizzard of light
tags
a falling
leaf
then darts up the hill
weaving through the trees
in a game of hide and seek
Thousands
of gold flecks
swirl through the air
lifted on the wind –
while winter lies
in wait around the next corner
Temporarily blinded
I pause to revel
in this display of summer’s last laughter.
I love the sense of freedom and quiet the sights sounds and smells that I experience on an early morning walk Rabbits silently lope from spot to spot in search of breakfast an old dog greets us from well within his castle gates Occasionally someone else is also up and walking usually (like me) with…
My daughter says ‘Mother Earth always wears a watch’ How does She know what color to paint the sky? or when to quiet nature’s sounds? Absentmindedly she reaches for a bunch of colored pencils.
Funny isn’t it how late afternoon is also early evening and is (just as surely) – night – depending on the time of year In the scrapbook…
It’s not hard to leave in winter – when all the earth is sleeping. fallow. in winter we might just slip away But not now. (don’t ask) Everywhere kaleidoscopes of color set my senses swirling Littlejennywren’sexcitedchatter drives me to distraction! forcing me to open the door to where the sweet fragrance of spring intoxicates my…
Out on the prairie and down east (along the coast) there are wild ponies, occasionally one sees a sign – DO NOT FEED I took a risk, guided my car roadside, and searched remnants of lunch for the saved afternoon snack Much larger than I imagined I wondered, would he charge, bolt, or bite –…
I hear the cicadas buzzing and find their cast-off clothing in the garden Yellowing leaves are stuck to the patio table Summer’s hot breath doesn’t fool Fall is poised right around the corner. Ugh.