Seize the Day

Everyday I pass a place in the mountains where the water gathers and runs off when it is in liquid form.  Most of the winter it is covered under snow but there are a few magical days when it is cold enough to freeze naked to the world. Advertisements

Frozen New Year

In 2017 I started more drafts of posts that have gone unpublished than ever before.  There is so much I have felt I needed to say but I lack the time to get them to a place worth sharing.  These scattered unfinished thoughts have been the benchmark of this past year for me.  It is ironic…

Photo Challenge 2016- Creation

I have always had the unquenchable desire to create stuff.  Pretty much anything will do for materials, I can sculpt, draw, paint, weave, sew, and when all else fails I will completely make things up but there is nothing that I have ever done that even approaches what I see outside on any given morning. From…

Photo Challenge 2016- Mystery

There is nothing hidden about the changing of the seasons in New England.  The constant transition happens all around.  Everything out in the open, there to see if you take the time to look. The fields that line my commute are daily reminders that the land’s harvest is temporary by nature.  Backroads are packed with all sorts of…

Photo Challenge 2016- Autumn

Autumn in New England is a grand thing. The cold nights drive the bugs back to the depths of the hienus hell bogs from whence they came. That in itself, would be reason to celebrate but as an added bonus (or just nature’s apology for the summer’s unreasonable humidity,) the mountains and valleys transform into living…

Photo Challenge 2016- Rich

Drained and tired, I started the car and pointed it south. Clocked out and homeward bound. The day’s events rolled around my head, a tango of worry and stress. My music played with no-one listening to it. I had no room for the lovely sounds, only the voices of tasks not yet done. Rounding the corner, the…

Reflection Haikus

Color flows through leaves Reflection allows them see Beauty of their tree

“Lost” Is a State Of Mind, Not Location.

Due to a last-minute change in plans, I found myself the proud owner of a day off, to myself.  I decided to take advantage of my proximity to the White Mountains and drive north. Back home, I spent days on end meandering the back roads of the California coast.   I love to wander without goal…

“That Man Is The Richest Whose Pleasures Are The Cheapest.”-H.D.T

I got an unexpected surprise soon after I married my husband.  We had no money for a honeymoon (this was not the surprise.)  As we were discussing what we could do with our time off together I jokingly suggested that we go driving around Maine listening to Stephen King audiobooks. To my absolute shock he got really…