Palettes
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.
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.
The snow must have begun while we were sleeping, for outside the sheerest of veils already stretched from Heaven to earth. Trees and fences softened, and land blurred into water – barely visible geese passed overhead, merged with the mist and disappeared – all, silently and leaving no print on the ground. Yet still they…
Against the antique oak rocker in the alcove leans a needlepoint begun decades ago (18th century American primitive re-created in my hand and style with woolen yarns and carefully selected stitches) Cart roads lead from the ‘big’ house, past out buildings and wild vines heavy with grapes (Norton?) – down at the river, a sailing…
Yes it’s true we are very different you and I. The ‘Dot and the Line’ reincarnate our list of differences could surely go on forever. See how our physical features don’t favor one another in the least And yet we were thinking the same thing at the same moment lying there on the blanket as…
Pieces lay scattered in anger across the breakfast room floor The bowl and pair of candlesticks had been an anniversary gift from my grandfather to my grandmother – for me, only images in photographs and stories In some small way being their conservator enabled me to physically connect with them However – when the candlestick…
A friend once asked, “What ? makes today different from any other day” But to digress for just a moment I keep struggling with What is a friend? For all the attributes one might scribe on a list – and conversely all the things a friend should / would never do – above all friendship…
Strive to live each day in little moments Noting the joy of each and let them become as small steps leading you through the darkness If you can capture one another will surely follow Sometimes we have to tell ourselves to breathe until the normal rhythms of life take over again