One life. Tandem journeys. God breathed.
It's a quiet morning on the lake. A light fog has settled in, stretching a thin layer of gauze across the horizon. The air is cool and misty laden. An intermittent drizzly haze. Geese glide. The world seems still ~ enveloped in silence. Even birds, softly sleeping late into the morning. Tightly tucked. Safe in their... Continue Reading →
Winter has arrived quietly. Silent snowflakes fall to blanket the earth. Cascading crystals cart-wheel down from the heavens. Wisps of my breath turn to vapor ~ now curly white, hanging frozen in the air. Mittens warm. Heart light. I follow the path of snow-covered leaves as it winds slowly through the forest. The sound of... Continue Reading →
Today is the winter solstice. The shortest day of the year. We will spend more hours beneath the cloak of night than in the brilliance of day. Of course, the calendar tells of this. But if we are observant of our surroundings - the weeks past and the changing patterns of light - we know... Continue Reading →
September. The air is cool at the break of day. Fog settles in to blanket the earth in quiet for the first hours of morning. I step outside into the silence. It's early. The smell of dawn now wet on the grass. A billowy, white veil covers the lake. The horizon hidden by clouds. Vapors... 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 →
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 →
It just keeps coming. The rain. Unceasing on the radar. They're predicting two to four inches in the next 48 hours. Flood watches are pending as waterways, creeks, and rivers rise. Days and days of moisture descending from the sky as it opens long and wide above. Real possibility for quiet time. Hours for pondering life. … I close... Continue Reading →
My Sweet Louise 