Tag Archives: Winter

January

The Sun hides and crystals that have piled up remain. Hidden or not, the mere presence of his shy face sends the squirrels hurling down tree trunks and skittering across the crusty surface of the snow. I have the window … Continue reading

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It’s Not Time

These cumulus clouds look like rungs on a ladder I wish I could climb effortlessly, higher and higher until  my shadow is only an echo of a whisper on the ground. If I close my eyes I can pretend they … Continue reading

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Eyes Closed and Beautiful

Harp strings and fog horns, bass grooves, flute flight sun dropping light, tree leaves casting shadow, life so full you want to cry. Nothing more than love, than whispers, than trees turning colors as a last bow to life-giving Light … Continue reading

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