Posted on December 13, 2011Before the Silence The river moans as ice begins to creep from bank to bank silencing it for the winter.
Posted on December 9, 2011Snowcaps The branches wear snow caps, fluffy hats of cotton white, at the behest of old man winter.
Posted on December 8, 2011Sacred Shape When Buddha and the Madonna met their spirits left a sacred shape a touchstone for peace and practice.
Posted on December 7, 2011Wind and Reeds The river wears the weather like a skin a snake skin she sheds from season to season She slithers into winter, slowly slowed until dormant.
Posted on December 5, 2011Put the garden to bed With a blanket of hay the garden is tucked in for the winter, snug as a bug.
Posted on November 30, 2011In the Valley In the quiet of the valley farms and forest prepare themselves for the demands of winter.
Posted on November 28, 2011November 28, 2011Curl A frozen wave encircles the dormer window. The tube can be ridden from inside the house until it is dissolved by the sun.
Posted on November 27, 2011November 27, 2011Intensity Morning began with a light pink sky so delicate it could never suggest the evening it brought and its intensity of red and orange.
Posted on November 24, 2011Bambino The cement child with his faithful squirrel wears his winter cloths a cap and shawl of snow.
Posted on November 23, 2011Hush Snow covers the land with quiet, muting the colors of Fall. Winter’s paintbrush holds a thousand shades of grey.
Posted on November 22, 2011Roof Tops We are safe beneath the peaks and eves as cold gathers in the big grey sky.
Posted on November 21, 2011November 22, 2011Ambition Number 498 had a dream to create a herd of high end sweaters.
Posted on November 20, 2011November 22, 2011Resting Fields The days grow shorter, the land lays dormant. Rest is essential to creation. Winter will gestate Spring.
Posted on November 19, 2011Purple and Orange Bold as a butterfly’s wing foliage sears color into our memory before the white blanket of winter descends.
Posted on November 18, 2011Wasp Nest The masters of paper machê built their condo in the trees and displayed leaf flags.
Posted on November 17, 2011Bounty The first feast is for the eyes colors and shapes to feed the soul.
Posted on November 16, 2011November 16, 2011Blue Moon Standing alone I saw a blue moon. So I held onto my prayer and the dream in my heart and both were answered in your ring of gold.
Posted on November 15, 2011On The River The diving ducks race each other. Running on the surface of the water, shattering reflections, before launching themselves into flight. God’s speed web-footed friends.
Posted on November 14, 2011Pine Grove This is the spot to rest on the plush pine needle carpet, listen to the song of the leaves and the river and hear the wisdom of your own heart.