A Calm that Follows

He calmed the storm to a whisper and stilled the waves. — Psalm 107:29 That far off rumbling makes me think  of mountains and great oceans, the prowling wind  through aging rock or collapsing  giant waves against  a rugged shore, and I strain to hear the tapping, the end- drops, the run-off  through the eaves, Continue reading “A Calm that Follows”

Extremes

We cleaned gutters yesterday — pulled pine and cypress needles from the long trays in anticipation  of a coming north-wind storm. It was 90 degrees, but this morning is projected to bring the first drops of ice and rain, following with inches of snow during the next few days.   Such fast change.  I feelContinue reading “Extremes”