Being Still

“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”

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”

Awakening

I’ve found such comfort sitting  amid blooms, listening to katydids,  following the sweet beat of butterfly  wings and the humble patience  of a pollen-collecting bee.   I’ve wondered at the industry  of ants lifting many times  their body weight, again and again, along the stone path winding through my little patch of Eden.  I askContinue reading “Awakening”

Butterflies

“Happiness is a butterfly, which when pursued is always just beyond your grasp, but which, if you will sit down quietly, may alight upon you.” — Nathaniel Hawthorne These little creatures intrigue me, so delicate but also mighty, wings beating against wind so quickly. They dance when they encounter another one of their species, circling, Continue reading “Butterflies”

Chasing Butterflies

“We delight in the beauty of the butterfly, but rarely admit the changes it has gone through to achieve that beauty.” — Maya Angelou Sometimes we chase butterflies, attracted to the finished bloom of wing, the sweet flutter of refined beauty,  the canvas completed, the masterpiece; but there is change and hard work  that mustContinue reading “Chasing Butterflies”