A Black-bellied Plover and I. Alone on the cooling sands of the beach. Curious of one another. Looking and wondering What is it that you’re doing? Shall we stay awhile and watch together as the sun gently sinks below the horizon?
Once Upon An Autumn Day by Joseph T. Renaldi Once Upon an autumn day, Colorful leaves began to fade In the midst of a chilly, frosty air As multitude of trees grew steadily bare. Once upon an autumn day, The whispering breeze was here to stay Moving aimlessly […]
Come and sit a spell with me. Under the trees and along the canal. The leaves are a-changing and the air is brisk. And while we sit, perhaps the world will pass us by. Distracted and absent are they. It is us that see the beauty of the […]
“By all these lovely tokens September days are here, With summer’s best of weather And autumn’s best of cheer.” (Helen Hunt Jackson) In the days of waning heat and the promise of balmy autumn days the mountains call to me. This is one of my favorite times of […]
The Great American Eclipse was the biggest event this summer and perhaps for the past decade except for last year’s Supermoon. Traveling across the country from Oregon to Georgia throughout the day, millions of Americans traveled or stepped outside to witness the joining of the Sun and Moon. […]
What’s better than having a worldly view? Sitting above all else feeling supreme and untouchable. Of course, it takes a cat to figure out how it’s done.
Tucked in a tree sit two wise old owls. Safe and warm….waiting. Waiting for the sun to rise. Waiting for the sun to set. Waiting for the birth of their babes. Who one day may also become a wise old owl.
FOR BEAUTY BEING THE THE BEST OF ALL WE KNOW By Robert Bridges For beauty being the best of all we know Sums up the unsearchable and secret aims Of nature, and on joys whose earthly names Were never told can form and sense bestow; And man has […]
And so the water flows in the valley. From streams to the river. Rushing easier than in the spring rains. Winter is near and the last breath is being taken. And so the water flows.
The golden path lays before me. A glowing Autumn lane beckoning all to wander. Oh where the lane might lead? Oh how far does the lane go? To discover what may be found along the lane. Is it perhaps the journey along the lane Or is it where […]