Reflections

  Rooted willow stands outside Front window.  Morning twilight. Neither light nor dark. Black trunk and branches Rise. Sillohetted against the Dark light blue sky. Small branches wing out. Tips loose themselves in Lighted dark blue sky. Willow without one… Continue reading

6:15 in the morning and it is winter dark.  The calendar say autumn, but autumn left the landscape weeks ago.  Was it summer “outside,” work would have commenced an hour ago. Visioning of lighted mornings is lost in this dark… Continue reading

“She’s getting her Learners Permit.”  Everyone who’s been in church during Prayers for Joy and Concerns knows the next comment, “Both a joy and concern.”  Prior knowledge didn’t matter, folks laughed.  Ever since that first day a teenage-adult got their… Continue reading

“It’s been a full day,” is a comment of norm as fall’s setting colors settles into the evening sky.  We’ve joked that this has been a season of maintenance as one farm implement after the other begs attention before returning… Continue reading