Wildflowers

“Almost every person, from childhood, has been touched by the untamed beauty of wildflowers.” – Lady Bird Johnson I spent the day in a field  of wildflowers, underneath  a moody sky, lazing amid  sun-kissed petals, dazed  by dancing butterfly wings. —C.L. Fisher, January 2023 Unless otherwise indicated, all writings and images are the work ofContinue reading “Wildflowers”

The Monarchs

Two Butterflies went out at Noon— And waltzed above a Farm—  — Emily Dickinson I held two butterflies lilting upon lilac mist flowers,  each wing a perfect frame, tiny panes of stained glass, displaying autumn’s richest hue. —C.L. Fisher, October 2022 Unless otherwise indicated, all writings and images are the work of C.L. Fisher andContinue reading “The Monarchs”

Autumn’s Cotillion

Where waving woods and waters wild Do hymn an autumn sound. — Elizabeth Barrett Browning The last dance of the butterflies in this mid-October homage  to spring, the wildflowers wait for the shift to northern winds, for frost to touch the ground  and silence growth, but today there is time to flit and flutter  underContinue reading “Autumn’s Cotillion”

Wild Hearts

A thousand horses – the wild – the free – Like waves that follow o’er the sea, Came thickly thundering on.  — Lord Byron The sun was nestling  above the trees dappling the mountains  and dancing across  the morning grass as we rounded the bend  where we first saw them, majestic, free, beautiful,  and weContinue reading “Wild Hearts”

The Golden Hour

By all these lovely tokens, September days are here. – Helen Hunt Jackson The last throes of summer hasten autumn’s first release… Oh, the golden hour before the earth’s fallow sleep. —C.L. Fisher, September 22 Unless otherwise indicated, all writings and images are the work of C.L. Fisher and may not be copied, used, orContinue reading “The Golden Hour”

Roots Haiku I

There are only two lasting bequests we can hope to give our children.  One of these is roots, the other, wings.  — Johann Wolfgang von Goethe Roots sing to new limbs as time rings in living wood, Rise and meet the sky. –C.L. Fisher, August 2022 Unless otherwise indicated, all writings and images are theContinue reading “Roots Haiku I”

Defining Bees

…in summer mild The bees laid up their store Of honey-drops in little cups… —Thomas Hastings These gold collectors balancing nectar, keeping the planet green, they roam from daisy eye  to open rose gathering offerings fit for a queen. —C.L. Fisher, July 2022 Unless otherwise indicated, all writings and images are the work of C.L.Continue reading “Defining Bees”