In a Moment

In a moment I shall see the wholly beauty of thee the chartreuse forest sublime in a taunting seasonal rhyme In a moment I have laid down Horizontal lifeless brown Roots exposed to autumn air The forest sing-song in despair In a moment I stand tall Piney feathers never fall Limbs hold up a child dear An endless mission crystal clear In a moment winter will come My leaves fallen, done I’ll capture the warmth of sol Rue arrival ofRead more

Clean Laundry

“It’s the little things, sometimes.” A friend of mine spoke these words recently and I agree with the sentiment. Sometimes it doesn’t take much… A small gesture of kindness A knowing smile Chai tea latte When a new recipe is a winner Laughing with friends Game night A glass of wine or a pint of beer Shared food Never being without dark chocolate A winning raffle ticket Clean laundry Purring cats Another football win Snow that clings to the treesRead more

Gone

Gone are the flowers of summer. Burgundy, pink and white. They lived forever, it seems. Through rain and blazing sun bright. Gone are the hues of precious petals. The colors that swathed the porch. They lived forever, it seems. And held nature’s beautiful torch. Gone are the leaves that climbed and spread. The vine as it followed its trail. They could have lived forever, it seems. Impatiens under the guise of frail. Gone are the flowers, into an empty field.Read more

Spring Buds

A tree may be lovelier than a poem, but it is nothing without its spring buds. The buds that bring life to the earth after a long winter. The buds that shout, “Hello! It’s time!” Time for beguiling beauty. Time for the richness of color. Time for Mother Earth to bless us with renewal. This past week, as I spent time walking on two different trails, I took note of the buds. Buds on the trees, buds on the bushes, budsRead more

It’s Right There

“Everything has beauty, but not everyone sees it.” ~Confucius~ Dear Hole in the Leaf: We see it, the beauty that you encircle. The world on the other end awaits. This is the path to greatness of nature and space. This path of wood and gravel leads us to the universe, the one of beauty. The one of green forests, azure oceans, purple mountains and fields of wheat. This path of modest description leads us to a world of over sevenRead more

Botanical Beauty

The brother was here this weekend, a quick visit for Mother’s Day. When he’s here, there are always specific places he likes to go – restaurants, brew pubs, points of interest – that are unique to the area. On Saturday, we headed north to the Green Bay Botanical Garden, per brother’s request. I’ve been there several times, for every season (except winter), and never tire of the display. We weren’t sure what to expect, so it was extremely delightful thatRead more

Pink Hat Lady

Pink Hat Lady sits Contemplation takes hold The pieces of her life in bits Visions crisp, clear, bold   Pink Hat Lady sits Her mom and poppa come to mind Precious song and humor in bits Memories only she can find   Pink Hat Lady sits Stillness in the rows of trees The quiet of gun-metal, bare bark in bits Simplicity of nature she sees   Pink Hat Lady sits Not wanting to move from this place The jigsaw puzzle of life in bitsRead more