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Wintertide

“ It is the life of the crystal, the architect of the flake, the fire of the frost, the soul of the sunbeam. The crisp winter air is full of it.” – John Burroughs The sound of the city, the … Continue reading

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Illuminate

Winter sun sets low these days painting the steel blue water in flames of gold. I see a young woman on my walk sitting at an old wooden desk on the damp sand, writing in a big book as if … Continue reading

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Dancing in the Dark

“ So the darkness shall be the light and the stillness the dancing.” – T. S. Eliot Summer has returned for a few days, giving us a chance to go on one more picnic in the park, drink another iced chocolate and feel … Continue reading

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Seven Directions

I find myself in quiet corners capturing wayward lines on discarded napkins or random library slips, realizing there is magic to corral and wrestle upon the blank space – the image of a modern day Pan playing his flute upon the … Continue reading

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Threshold

“ What’s comin’ will come, an’ we’ll meet it when it does.” – Hagrid, from Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire Mid-winter is revealing more of its beauty these days, the clear blue sky often awash in layered brushstrokes … Continue reading

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Tempus Fugit

“ Ocean is more ancient than the mountains, and freighted with the memories and the dreams of Time.” – H. P. Lovecraft A small note to wish you all a very Happy New Year – time flies; enjoy every light-filled … Continue reading

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Autumn Deep

In these latter days of autumn there’s no time to mourn the last golden leaves still clinging to dark, bare branches. The earth’s long pirouette has been gathering in the cold from celestial blue above and the warmth of the … Continue reading

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