This morning is showery with thickening fog, warmish, or rather seasonal for late March. The witch-hazels are in bloom and have been for a few weeks. Some of the other early-to-leaf trees are showing growing buds and the mocking birds are singing in the morning. Yesterday we saw our first great white heron on the … Continue reading Thelma and Louise Revisited
A cloudy, chill day; the rain has stopped for the moment. We may have snow later but it will likely not stick. Last Tuesday I awoke to a brilliant reddish sky; sure enough the old mariner's saying proved correct and by evening we were in the midst of a storm. Hopefully all this rain will … Continue reading The Fate of Horses
A cloudy, dampish, cool morning following a perfect spring day. Last evening was cool and clouds were settling in but we grabbed a pizza and had dinner in the van by the marsh. It was capital! I've been thinking about my experiences with the spirits over my lifetime. As much as I do struggle with … Continue reading It’s Not Personal
The mid-afternoon sun casts long shadows across the field where this morning crows gathered as they often do. Now a squirrel makes its way across snow covered open ground to a copse of trees. The afternoon sea breeze moves tree branches and tugs insistently at the storm door. The angle of the sun is now … Continue reading Just So Stories
Dreaming the World 