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 “

Sky Haiku 2

Sing to the one who rides across the ancient heavens, His mighty voice thundering from the sky. — Psalm 68:33 Serenade in blue, sweet carol to sleeping blooms — spring-warm lullaby.   –C.L. Fisher, February 2022 Unless otherwise indicated, all writings and images are the work of C.L. Fisher and may not be copied, used,Continue reading “Sky Haiku 2”

A Hushing Fall

“A few feathery flakes are scattered widely through the air…whirled again aloft into remote regions of the atmosphere.” ― Nathaniel Hawthorne The soft silence of snow, the morning’s crisp cold, the hushing fall of so many tiny, crystal worlds cocooning us into a long-needed pause, and I welcome the suspended calm. —C.L. Fisher, February 2022Continue reading “A Hushing Fall”

Vibrancy

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”

Trees of Winter

Missing the green, I’ve become part  of the monotone gray, silhouetted against a cloudy sky, my arms stretched, seeking the warmth of a distant sun, cold and weary  as I wait for spring, walking among the leafless trees of winter. —C.L.Fisher, January 2022 Unless otherwise indicated, all writings and images are the work of C.L.Continue reading “Trees of Winter”

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”

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”