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”

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”