One life. Tandem journeys. God breathed.
This time of year holds its own charm. Cicadas singing in late afternoon. Trees vibrating as the rhythmic hum reminds us that autumn will soon be approaching. Summer is drawing to a close. Before long, the smell of newly sharpened pencils will fill the air. And crisp, smooth pages will await the writing of yet... Continue Reading →
I watched as the day was drawn to a close. Evening descended as I lay in the grass. Looking up to the vast expanse. A beautiful sapphire sky. A refreshing perspective to glean every now and then. The stark alabaster bark of the aged sycamore tree, almost glowing. High above, the sweet scent of basswood... Continue Reading →
A beautiful summer afternoon. I'm watering the flowers by the lamp-post and I realize that the little red flag on my mailbox is down. The postman has already stopped for the day, exchanging my letters for magazines and mailings. Hidden among the parcels and newspaper I notice a crisp, white envelope. A pretty stamp. My... Continue Reading →
Sitting upstairs, the rain falls steady on the roof. I love that sound. It's one of my favorite things to hear. Early the other morning, I awoke slowly to thunder rumbling low in the distance. I snuggled deep under the covers, my cats warm at the foot of my bed. Quietly purring. The raindrops rhythmic... Continue Reading →
It's been a late spring, here. We had a great deal of rain at the front end of the season. Now, summer's sultry days are slowly creeping in. Just last evening, another rain storm. It has left the morning sky clear and the air heavy. The garden is flourishing! I can't remember the last time... Continue Reading →
They say there's a storm rolling in. The evening air is damp and filled with sounds of songbirds and shifting breezes. I sit and wait. I so enjoy watching the front as it makes its way across the lake. Wind rises. Water patterns change. Until then I will linger here and breathe it all in.... Continue Reading →
It was a bit past eight in the evening and I was poised near the window. Crouched down, peering past the sill. On these early spring nights, I look out at the horizon and across the water. Watching for wing-beats shadowy over the surface. And then, like clockwork they arrive. 8:23 p.m. The pair of... Continue Reading →
Skipping through puddles in the parking lot. I found myself perusing the bookstore when I had some spare time on my hands this week. People huddling inside the door. Taking shelter from the rain outside. A damp and cold March afternoon. Infused with the scent of spring and the prospect of finding a new treasure hidden... Continue Reading →
Just last weekend, my Sweet Louise and I got dressed up and headed downtown. We had two tickets for the beautiful, historic theatre. There's something special about seeing the marquee glowing. The night air was brisk as smiling patrons bustled into the ticket line. Excitedly anticipating the experience that lie ahead. We were spending the... Continue Reading →
I think of how it must have been for my grandparents. For the centenarians. Those older adults who have seen so much in this world. In the passing of time. The changes they have witnessed on our revolving, spherical planet. Electric lamps. Aeroplanes. Automobiles. The telegraph. Telephones. Motion pictures. … Fast-forward to present day. Humanity... Continue Reading →
My Sweet Louse is soundly sleeping. It is Saturday. The light outside just a notion of day. I fill the kettle and put water on the stove. Bundled-up in my coat and scarf, I go out into the cold morning air. Time to feed the birds. This has become my weekend ritual. … Back inside,... Continue Reading →
She's halfway through her freshman year already. It has been a season of firsts. Learning curves. Turning pages. My Sweet Louise. I picked her up from school this afternoon, like I've done so many times. That broad, beautiful smile spanning her glowing face. A typical teenage day spent in a multiple choice existence. Foreign language... Continue Reading →
My Sweet Louise 