Firm Ground

“I prefer to be alive, so I’m cautious about taking risks.” ~Werner Herzog~ Sunday, when going for a late afternoon walk along Little Lake Butte des Morts, I came across several people ice fishing on what was left of winter’s frozen water. Have I told you that I’m not a fan of being out on the ice, either on foot or in a car? I think I became a bit phobic in my 20’s when in the back seat ofRead more

Sunday Rejuvenation

Sunday is as Sunday does A beautiful gift from God above Placid waters and winter’s wheaty grass Wondering if the attempt of warmth will last Sunday is at it rests upon wooden bench While rejuvenation seeks to be quenched Take in the view, smell coming of spring Listen to geese upon their honking wing Sunday is as one day in time It’s cool, calm energy feels sublime A walk along it’s graceful edge Removes the cobwebs from life’s head SundayRead more

A Day of Rest

“Every person needs to take one day away.  A day in which one consciously separates the past from the future.  Jobs, family, employers, and friends can exist one day without any one of us, and if our egos permit us to confess, they could exist eternally in our absence.  Each person deserves a day away in which no problems are confronted, no solutions searched for.  Each of us needs to withdraw from the cares which will not withdraw from us.”Read more

Seasons: The Music of Impending Spring

Weekly Photo Challenge: Share an image evocative of the weather… Spring is singing a new song today, called “I’m coming soon!” Through early afternoon, the skies were blue and the stiff wind was warm. Since then, the clouds have taken over, rain is falling and winds are predicted to gust up to 45 m.p.h. Temperatures today and Saturday will be in the 40’s, which is warm for this neck of the woods in February. I was considered overdressed today with theRead more

I am me

“Sea. Do you remember the first time you went in the water? Do you feel more peaceful around water? What’s the most interesting thing about the sea for you? Share a photo which means SEA to you!” I am not the sea I am me A wide spot in the river A lake I came to be No salt dwells below An ocean is not near I sit calmly, patiently… Above my smooth head of glass I hear Those who comeRead more