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”

What Blooms

You’re only here for a short visit. Don’t hurry, don’t worry. And be sure to smell the flowers along the way. — Walter Hagen When the world fills with discontented voices and the universal rhythm becomes frenzied and chaotic, I chase butterflies — and they wisely lead  me back to flowers. —C.L. Fisher, June 2022Continue reading “What Blooms”

A Balm

…those who refresh others will themselves be refreshed. — Psalm 11:25 I feel at home in this garden, the one my brother tends— a lush and hue-rich oasis, his soul’s expression, embodied good stewardship.   —C.L. Fisher, June 2022 Unless otherwise indicated, all writings and images are the work of C.L. Fisher and may notContinue reading “A Balm”

After the Thunder

I hear leaves drinking rain… —William Henry Davies As the fallen petals travel water wells and the leaves released from the trees find rich soil to soften and feed, we find the earth, refreshed, restores  us…thank you, God,  for sumptuous rain. —C.L. Fisher, June 2022 Unless otherwise indicated, all writings and images are the workContinue reading “After the Thunder”