A Whole World Waits

If you truly love nature, you will find beauty everywhere. —Laura Ingalls Wilder The next time you step into  a field or walk your neighborhood, consider it a museum, a fine arboretum, a famous concert hall, and see the wildflower, hear the birdsong, feel the undulations of a west wind as you watch  the sunContinue reading “A Whole World Waits”

A Rare Focus

Sometimes you wait just long enough, patient to let the camera focus, allow the wind to pause, and your hand to steady before taking the shot…. This tiny bit of beauty, a blend of watercolors, lavender, orange, spring-green, each smooth line,  each nuanced hue, all that define one unique flower becomes this perfect moment. IContinue reading “A Rare Focus”

The Giant, Little Life

Who knew the weight,  the burden for such fragile  wings, and then the added  bags of gold that are needed  to feed the queen, the double- load that they must carry,  no wonder why collective decisions are a necessary  reprieve in such a swarming,  crowded mass, no way to hear  a solitary thought amid theContinue reading “The Giant, Little Life”

Subtle Shades

Our great desire is that you will keep on loving others as long as life lasts, in order to make certain that what you hope for will come true. — Hebrews 6:11, NLT They waited for someone to notice, so tiny and, from a distance, nondescript, a little sprinkle of white barely noticeable by evenContinue reading “Subtle Shades”

Diffusing Beauty

Maybe flowers weep, heaving sadness up through the stem and down the tender leaves, distilling living beauty into  the vapor of perfume so that at least  their scent  will be carried into a world too busy to slow into an awareness that beauty lives  everywhere. —C.L. Fisher, March 2021 Unless otherwise indicated, all content, including writingContinue reading “Diffusing Beauty”

Breathing Rhythm

They lean in, nestled down in thicket meant to protect; you would miss them, walk right past them, if not attentive, to these gentle creatures  who pause and wonder why we rush past when we are meant to linger, to sway like trees, to lean in like deer, to stay in the shaded pathway andContinue reading “Breathing Rhythm”