Category Archives: Gratitude
We pack water around everywhere we go. We are veritable bota bags of water. We humans are roughly sixty to seventy percent water. Since learning these factoids, people have been fond of comparing our water mass to that of our … Continue reading
I think the word flit was invented by someone watching chickadees.
My friend, if I could exchange places with you now I most surely would.
Strawberry moon looked more like honey, so I’ll go with that today. (top: al.com; bottom: wsj.com)
Here: too warm for Spring, not hot enough for Summer– a nameless season. (figtreepress.co.uk/liminal.htm)
Sunlight finds my feet, warming better than slippers; Drowsiness follows.
When the dream begins you are not quite there; you love her rumpled face with the thousand-yard stare, and the dream begins. When the dream begins you focus on the now, you see the path ahead, but you don’t quite see the … Continue reading
I lean, very still. A young Junco, unaware, hops across my foot. Community is all of us, hearts in concert, living together. (dark-eyed junco: pacificnorthwestbirds.com; junco feeding cowbird: coastodian.org)
Arise with the sun; Gasoline gets me to work. Today is Earth Day.
Walking tracks, bright sun, cold bites around the edges: a day with promise.