I collect these works of art in the greens and golds of autumn, a mosaic I design near the root of a favorite tree that keeps telling me the season is changing, even though today it is well over 90 degrees; I lay them together, squint my eyes and pretend the air is nipping myContinue reading “Autumn Dreaming”
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A Fairy-Tale
I lost myself in a birch tree, wandering around the chalky leaves while following that smooth white tree-skin to a knot like a snout, a curved line making his wrinkled mouth, and another arching like a brow hanging low over his one good eye. I stood back to see his bark-face grin and realized heContinue reading “A Fairy-Tale”
Walking Into October
Early in the morning, just as the sun rose high enough to warm without blinding us, we walked into October. The birds sang that cheery song that seems a release of summer’s heat, a heralding for the tucked-in time of nesting in the warmth of home. The curl of leaves taking on the hues ofContinue reading “Walking Into October”
Holding Pattern
I’ve pushed my jackets and sweaters back to the far corner of my closet, again. They had a brief airing, a few days of wearing before sunny summer woke from but a brief nap. We all long for that cozy-time, snuggle under hoodies and drink hot cocoa nights; our pumpkin lattes and pumpkin sconesContinue reading “Holding Pattern”
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”
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”
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”
Ever-Spring
I spent an hour snipping flower stems, hundreds of green stalks, some thick but tender and others thin and dense as sticks. I pulled out each bundle, released the most delicate from webbed coverings, and the room filled with a heavy floral scent. As I sat amid the profusion of hues, deep fuchsia, rich purple,Continue reading “Ever-Spring”
