Oi! Another hot, humid day with little rain; seemingly no amount of watering begins to make up for so many weeks of drought. Despite the drought the late summer wildflowers are out along the verges and the trees retain their dark green hues. Even the male goldfinches are holding on to their brilliant plumage, although … Continue reading Early August
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A New World Arising
A bright summer day, the late afternoon shadows lying deep under the spreading trees. A sea breeze sways the branches as the odd cloud momentarily blocks the sun. We are still awaiting rain as the earth is parched by strong sun and wind. The humidity has been consistently high but does little to ease the … Continue reading A New World Arising
First Flakes
Today is a dank, dark early winter's day, the kind of day whose cold seeps into one's very bones. Here and there a few colorful leaves hold fast to otherwise bare branches. Now the conifers truly rule the landscape. A couple of days ago I was deeply engaged in a video conference when a titmouse … Continue reading First Flakes
This Is How It Is For Me
The day began, as many have of late, in deep fog. Now there is ample sun and warmth, the light literally bouncing off the leaves. The summer solstice occurred Saturday late afternoon in the Northern Hemisphere. We gathered with friends virtually last evening to share ceremony and conversation. Grief was present as we struggled to … Continue reading This Is How It Is For Me