23 Degrees on Sunday, February 27th

Light is sweet, how pleasant to see the new day dawning. — Ecclesiastes 11:7 I take in what seems all the world, standing on my porch before God; I see the stars, the moon, the arc of a horizon, shadow-cast of lights  at the dawn, and I am awed, forget the cold, and just feelContinue reading “23 Degrees on Sunday, February 27th”


Watch snow resolve itself through branches — Paul Zimmer Even the most remote and deepest reaches  of what is frozen melts to some degree,  shifts, drifts, becomes less, even if destined to build back up again, every earthy-thing  takes a breath from constancy…. There is a season for everything. —C.L. Fisher, February 2022 Unless otherwiseContinue reading “Change”

Winter Trees 

The leaves gone and the bark. As if a man stood, stark, Till all had fallen away… — W.D Snodgrass We are bound to seasons, stitched within the movement  of time, we, like the trees, must stand stark in the breath of February, waiting for a new coat of green. —C.L. Fisher, February 2022 UnlessContinue reading “Winter Trees “


…when you feel the bone structure of the landscape — the loneliness of it; the dead feeling of winter. Something waits beneath it, the whole story doesn’t show.” — Andrew Wyeth Too soon this bloom  broke through the fallow  ground, the beckoning sun  teasing an early spring, soaking the soil with warmth,  but winter willContinue reading “Passages”


Rosemary … for rememberance and pansies… for thoughts… — Shakespeare A pansy and some silver lace waited for me this January day, in a month that seems endless — How can it be only 5 weeks since Christmas?   2022 has rolled in slowly, hovering, heavy, almost monotone, each day like the next, but thisContinue reading “Vibrancy”


Nature’s peace will flow into you as sunshine flows into trees. — John Muir Let us find the green  in winter, the places  where growth thrives,  there we will seek hints of vital color, waking us to life. —C.L. Fisher, January 2022 Unless otherwise indicated, all writings and images are the work of C.L. FisherContinue reading “Green”

A Season

“Once we have tasted far streams, touched the gold, found some limit beyond the waterfall, a season changes and we come back changed but safe, quiet, grateful.” — William Stafford In the golden season, the grappling-gray of our waiting winter must soon begin. And we will refuse the bitter  gall that rises when spring leavesContinue reading “A Season”

Thanks to Give

Give thanks to him who made the heavenly lights— His faithful love endures forever. — Psalm 136:7 I see the noon sun through a favorite tree, this bur oak that is letting  loose leaves and acorns, returning humus to the earth, a cycle of renewal which requires rest, and these changing leaves and thinning treesContinue reading “Thanks to Give”