The petals so saturated by the vibrancy of red rested on the cool rock nestled near the garden’s edge, symbiotic beauty, silk on stone, like our own fragile hearts held by God’s love alone. —C.L. Fisher, April 2021 Unless otherwise indicated, all content, including writing and images, are the work of C.L. Fisher and mayContinue reading “Cornerstone”
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A Pleasant Passing
I saw a wispy puff of spring next to a little sunny bloom on a warm afternoon in January. The sun sent waves through the crystalline blue, and I was content to sit under the cloud-strewn sky and pray next to the little garden. —C.L. Fisher, January 2021 Unless otherwise indicated, all content, including writingContinue reading “A Pleasant Passing”
The Bur Oak Tree
I enjoy the serene offerings of cornflower blue lantana, the pleasing scent of yellow shrub roses, the moonlight glow of the blue plumbago that all grow near or under the canopy of this strong bur oak, a shield and protector in this tiny garden I roam. This day, this hard day when life is setContinue reading “The Bur Oak Tree”
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”
Welcome
You don’t have to travel far to travel well. There is a whole world waiting when you step outside and look. Creation is an endless marvel just waiting to be explored. A pebbled path with tufts of long grasses waving me forward, a side step of silver hoof prints leading left, a stone pad upContinue reading “Welcome”
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”
Gentle Souls
There are gentle souls, those who tread lightly when breaking new ground, careful not to disturb all that is living. Those with caring hands, that reach into soil, nourish the land, harvest that growth; they give out, give back. You see them, bodies bent as they work, the very act like prayer as they tendContinue reading “Gentle Souls”
