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  •       Bounty, Joy, Gratitude
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    The garden has been turned and all that remains are some herbs and a few rows of Swiss chard.  I think of how sad I am to see summer go and remind myself that the earth needs rest and sometimes life moves at a pace we cannot keep.

     I just might need some rest as well.

    Do you know how much I love to shell beans? Do you know that when I sit there, on my old porch on this old farm, I think about the generations before me and the way they grew things and tended to them.  This is the way that it was and is and I am so glad for this continuation.
    I
    am thankful for that thin thread that connects me to something so true

    this is what I see when I shell the beans

    there is the sky, the sun, the trees, everything

    Jesse makes lawn tents

    the edge of something wonderful

    It’s a new day

    I am ready and grateful

     

    Bring it on.

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                                                      Happy Belated Halloween
                                            (from calculator man, dinosaur girl and screaming mummy)


  • Bee My Honey

    Life is sweet.


  • Babe, I’m Gonna Leaf You
    (I know, I know)


    “Let a joy keep you.  Reach out your hands and take it when it runs by.”
    ~Carl Sandburg


  • Fall, Fall, Fall

    the world spins like this


    oh sweet merciful me

    lichen laying like a little limpet

    ragged, lovely

    pod-bed

    everything with gentleness

    free, free, free


    “you
    must have been warned about letting the golden hours slip by.  yes, but some of
    them are golden only because we let them slip.” -J.M. Barrie

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     Of Loud Music, Quiet Contemplation, Delicious Things, A Life Both Sweet and Tenuous


    ~~~~~~~


    It feels like fall; the air is clean and the leaves are slowly turning and everything feels like it is easing down for a rest.   I am eager though; I am wanting to start fresh with spring all over again and am sad that winter lies before me when i am so unprepared in my heart.  I am resisting this change even though I know that surrender might be an easier task.   Sometimes life is not that simple.


    I have my good days and not so good days and the words still do not come easily but rather pass by me in little shifts saying, “here we are now, no wait, perhaps later then” and if I miss the window to write, then I am at their mercy until they pass again. 


    I am learning to grab the opportunities when I have them.  You are good to bear with me here when I write so little and comment so rarely, thank you.


    ~~~~~~


    They formed a band



    They call themselves The Blue Snakes



    Jesse scoffs at card houses and turns to shipping envelopes



    We made marshmallows, really we did



    like sticky manna from heaven




    This is the way the seeds lay, like this



    this is the way I sit and think about fall



    stronger than you would imagine.



    nothing is easy but everything is worth it.


     

  •  

      Today I Turn 40

     that was fast.

  •                                      Hatching Day                                      
       


  • Dropping Keys

    ~~~~~~~

    The small man

    Builds cages for everyone

    He

    Knows.

    While the sage,

    Who has to duck his head

    When the moon is low,

    Keeps dropping keys all night long

    For the

    Beautiful

    Rowdy

    Prisoners.

    ~Hafiz



  • Self Portrait Challenge
    (the challenge for September: Contrast)