22 Oct 2016
Tags: plants, rain, raindrops, rejoice, thirst
Blessedly, we now have rain. These gorgeous droplets are reviving my garden this morning. I thirst for the damp earthy smell after a rainy night, the squishy sound of my footsteps as I walk amongst my plant friends, and the sensation of raindrops on my fingers as I pick flowers, fronds and stems. I am rejoicing!
19 Oct 2016
Tags: faith, light, love, path, peace, trees
Whether trust is eroded or faithfully strong, sometimes you must simply strike off in the right direction and know you’ve done all that you could. Today is such a day. I trust that I am held in love and peace, and all will be well.
18 Oct 2016
Tags: autumn, chipmunk, life, planning
Yesterday, I found this little one contemplating plans for the next few months. I am doing the same; Christmas, kidney visit, surgery. Planning well is an art, and, it can be a compulsion. But, you know, the best laid plans……. I prefer to let life unfold as it wants, and go from there. It’s easier and definitely more fun!
16 Oct 2016
Tags: beach, morning, Ocean, sunrise, thoughts, Wisdom
I wasn’t always a morning person. These days I enjoy the dark quiet hours while the world awakens, when my thoughts are closer to the surface and I listen to their wisdom.
12 Oct 2016
Tags: knitting, yarn, color, cables, getting old
I have heard that whatever you are becomes accentuated when you are old. Oh! This is what I am, a lover of color and texture and creating beautiful things. I am truly looking forward to getting old!
10 Oct 2016
Tags: autumn, beautiful, foliage
The earth, the air, the fire, the water, return, return, return, return.
Could she be more beautiful? Could you be more beautiful?
07 Oct 2016
Tags: alone, flower, foxglove, secret
When you are alone, in thought or deed, you are a shining beacon for others. The last foxglove of the season, perhaps the last flower even, looks bright and fresh as though she knows a secret. She does. I will follow her.
02 Oct 2016
Tags: beach, fog, raindrops, wind, writing
It was a perfectly foggy grey day. Wind and raindrops serenaded my writing practice, as they should. They kept me on the sofa working hard rather than roaming the beach for sea glass. Thank you nature, my dear friend.
29 Sep 2016
Tags: cemetery, grow, old trees, walking
I walk in the cemetery behind my house sometimes. There’s no traffic, and it’s quiet and pretty. I read headstones and look out over the marsh down in the back corner. When I came across this big old tree with stunning new growth near the ground, I thought of the old adage, “You can’t teach an old dog new tricks.” Looks like plants can learn something new, and I know people can, so I’m ready to grow in a new way. Are you ready too?
27 Sep 2016
Tags: victory, Water
Be like water, the strongest element. It flows around obstacles in it’s path, eventually wearing them away. As the sages say, victory goes to the one who knows how to yield.