Green

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”

Slipstream

“I love the silent hour of night, For blissful dreams may then arise…” — Anne Bronte Just one more note, a crescendo stilling me to rest, the coming silence welcome — may it ease me into a slipstream of unconsciousness, the place of dreaming, the place where the grappling sound finds image, diffusing the day’sContinue reading “Slipstream”

Nesting

For I have given rest to the weary and joy to the sorrowing.”—Jeremiah 31:25 Our little nooks, the comfy spaces in our homes or little arbors in tiny gardens, the places we feel safe, nestled in, protected — when the world  seems filled  with reckless abandon, when you feel hope fading, find a pleasant recessContinue reading “Nesting”

Repose

Sunlight settled in a deep patch  of emerald revealing a tangle of petals and wings; nearby I lingered stilled and bewildered by the sheer beauty of tiny, overlooked things. —C.L. Fisher, October 2021 Unless otherwise indicated, all writings and images are the work of C.L. Fisher and may not be copied, used, or distributed withoutContinue reading “Repose”

In the Winnowing Wind

As the deer longs for streams of water, so I long for you, O God — Psalm 42:1 The gentle creatures, the ones who seem to arise from the brush, emerge from the trees, quietly appearing as if from air, remind us  of the constant care God gives — protection, provision, peaceful surroundings — becauseContinue reading “In the Winnowing Wind”

Cape Daisy

You hold a sunrise, the edges and brightness of orange and mellowness of a lavender awakening to plum; your arms outstretch in perfect white light, you are nested in the most vibrant green — an entire arboretum I could walk  through again and again, if only I had more hours to amble and get lostContinue reading “Cape Daisy”

What We Say

“A bit of fragrance always clings to the hand that gives you roses.” – Anonymous Words shape  our moments as we move  from one conversation to the next,  inspiring or deflating,  so why do  we waste them or use them  as weapons? Speak peace that clings like a pleasant fragrance, inviting all within hearing toContinue reading “What We Say”

Present

Blessed are they who see beautiful things in humble places where other people see nothing. – Camille Pissarro Tiny bouquets at my feet, just when I need them, these leaf-wrapped offerings from nature await, but to enjoy this miniature gift of beauty, I must  be willing to do something extraordinary — stop, bend down, holdContinue reading “Present”