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”