“But these are flowers that fly and all but sing…” — Robert Frost I often catch the movement above me as I walk along the garden’s edge, and I know, if I am patient, one will alight near enough to see. I thought the cold winds from a few days past had called and liftedContinue reading “Being Still”
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Welcome
You don’t have to travel far to travel well. There is a whole world waiting when you step outside and look. Creation is an endless marvel just waiting to be explored. A pebbled path with tufts of long grasses waving me forward, a side step of silver hoof prints leading left, a stone pad upContinue reading “Welcome”
A Simple Life
If we could pull ourselves out of our bone-weighted bodies, away from our masked faces and sanitized skin, and look down on this strange year 2020, what might that new perspective give to our spirit selves not bound to a weariness we drag behind us like millstones? Maybe we would remember the warm welcome ofContinue reading “A Simple Life”
Autumn’s Kiss
For everything there is a season, a time for every activity under heaven. — Ecclesiastes 3:1, NLT The once long leaves have curled in; this sun seeking flower pulled up the covers and rolled down the shades, a weary bloom asleep in the gray haze of dawn, a certain sign that summer is settling back intoContinue reading “Autumn’s Kiss”
Late Blooms
You have shown me the way of life, and You will fill me with the joy of Your presence. — Acts 2:28, NLT Late summer blooms amused by their own profusion, a delirious yellow cheerfulness atop the tender green; the earthy scent of growth stirs up the joy of my contentedness as I stand countingContinue reading “Late Blooms”
Equinox
The first day of autumn will tumble in; leaves will crumble into a mosaic rug, the soil will gentle back to humus, the birds will nestle in their twigs, pulling down-feathers over heads, and I will sit in at my favorite window sipping tea, waiting for the glass to fog. —C.L. Fisher, September 2020 UnlessContinue reading “Equinox”
Open Invitation
I wonder what You look like as You listen; I can never envision a face; I just feel a nudging presence, a calmness, an open invitation to speak or just listen. In the dark night watches, those 3am awakenings, I often imagine the sky and ache to fall past that expanse of deep blue intoContinue reading “Open Invitation”
Day of Blooms Opening
My day opened with a light mist falling, keeping us from our morning walk, so we found our cozy, each in a comfy chair, reading. We had a late breakfast, cinnamon toast lightly buttered, and then we had time for a second cup of coffee. You left for work, and I sought solace in myContinue reading “Day of Blooms Opening”
Cool Ribbons
A sepal, petal, and a thorn Upon a common summer’s morn – A flask of Dew – A Bee or two – A Breeze – a caper in the trees – And I’m a Rose! — A Rose by Emily Dickinson I know why poets write about the gentle rose; I can get lost inContinue reading “Cool Ribbons”
Saying Goodbye to Butterflies
I capture the last few images before your migration farther, ever farther south. You have rested here; our Texas hospitality served for a time, the blue plumbago and sunny yellow lantana a perfect blossoming backdrop for your wild and graceful wings. I’ve held out my hand, and you’ve landed but found nothing as interestingContinue reading “Saying Goodbye to Butterflies”
Poetic Meanderings 