clouds

A Calm that Follows

He calmed the storm to a whisper and stilled the waves. — Psalm 107:29 That far off rumbling makes me think of mountains and great oceans, the prowling wind through aging rock or collapsing giant waves against a rugged shore, and I strain to hear the tapping, the end- drops, the run-off through the eaves, Continue reading “A Calm that Follows”

Dreamy Days

The sky was calling me to bask outside, to feel the solar rays and the easy breeze of an uncharacteristically cool June day — and those swirling clouds slowly changing shape reminded me of the glorious ways of childhood summers, dreamy days, rock collecting, daisy-bouquet making, bluejay chasing days when it seemed I had all Continue reading “Dreamy Days”

A Promise

The clouds held dirt from yesterday, dimming the blue to a dingy gray that met me after the sun rose somewhere behind the murkiness, but my eyes fell on the blooming pear tree, the simple, life-lit green, white cups holding a spray of pink, a promise, a budding of spring. —C.L. Fisher, March 2021 UnlessContinue reading “A Promise”

I gazed upon the dreamy white and found an angel, wings extending, further and still further out, face lifting, and a heart filling with the light of heaven. —C.L. Fisher, March 2021 Unless otherwise indicated, all content, including writing and images, are the work of C.L. Fisher and may not be copied, used, or distributedContinue reading “Clouds”

Soon

Along some sweet stream lined with tall grasses, sunshine, and willow trees, we will have a picnic lunch, luxuriate under a canopy of green leaves, find dragons and butterflies in the wispy clouds the gentle winds bring, and wonder why we ever doubted spring. —C.L. Fisher, February 2021 Unless otherwise indicated, all content, including writingContinue reading “Soon”

Anticipation

We watch a beautiful sunset as our anticipation is building for another celestial event, the Christmas Star, the Great Conjunction of Jupiter and Saturn. Not since 1226 have they been so closely aligned – a rare event on this Winter’s Solstice – but just as we set the telescope lens toward the mark in theContinue reading “Anticipation”

Colors We Have Wept

I stared long at the denuded branches, glanced down and lost count of the striking fire-gold leaves in piles at my feet. This tree, bare, bark-splitting, seems to have wept all of its colors away on this first day of November 2020 that stands calm with streaks of titanium-white clouds like brush marks above myContinue reading “Colors We Have Wept”