Tag Archives: seasons

Crows & Leaves

“On a bare branch a crow is perched – autumn evening.” – Basho It’s the first day that feels like fall – we woke to a tropical-like rainfall that fell in cool, misty sheets rendering the dark green forest in … Continue reading

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Fractured

Startling the reverie among newly green trees, dystopian voices undulate over  autumn strewn paths, piercing through well tended worlds regardless of  collected dreams. These are our brothers and sisters thrown to the wolves of winter, spring but a distant memory … Continue reading

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Winter Beckons

“ Autumn arrives in early morning, but spring at the close of a winter day.” – Elizabeth Bowen There is a mildness to the day that reminds me of spring, the air feels warmer and my gloves have been left … Continue reading

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Fall Away

“ Now Autumn’s fire burns slowly along the woods and day by day the dead leaves fall and melt.” – William Allingham As my feet moved through the detritus left from recently fallen acorns lying on the unwashed sidewalk, a … Continue reading

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Morning Thunder

“ It is not light that we need, but fire; it is not the gentle shower, but thunder. We need the storm, the whirlwind, and the earthquake.” – Frederick Douglass A rumble reverberating through the air woke me from a … Continue reading

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Time and Place

“ Maybe you had to leave in order to miss a place; maybe you had to travel to figure out how beloved your starting point was.” – Jodi Picoult, Handle with Care The white gold glow of the setting sun is … Continue reading

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Neglected Treasure

“ Can words describe the fragrance of the very breath of spring.” – Neltje Blanchan Mornings here are no longer greeted by the chorus of the blackbird choir, the feathered flock have moved back to the cattail clotted edges of the … Continue reading

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