Chocolate chip or double ginger cakes, Oven temps do rise to make them fine, Otherwise these beauties ne’er could flake, though Kitchen stoves of yore might gleam and shine. I wonder how my grannies did their bakes, Ensuring morsels, chewy, soft, sublime. Official Dogwood… Continue Reading “Convection Perfection”
ALONE: written after stopping by a sculpture of this retriever, that was hidden in the bramble bushes along a path at the Buttermilk Inn in Milton, NY. It reminded me of my grandsons’ beloved golden retrievers, Bogie and Madison. A ncient wisdom from… Continue Reading “Alone”
I never tire of a clear morning when, while seeking a once-in-a-lifetime sunrise, I find, instead, a stunning, sparkling moon. This morning was particularly spectacular, as I could clearly delineate the crevices and crannies of the rocky moon surface. I didn’t see the man… Continue Reading “Rhapsody in Blue”
Last Sunday, after having purchased a case of freshly picked Roma tomatoes at the Summit Farmers’ Market, I spent the rest of the afternoon, prepping and canning the luscious lot. It was a messy, slippery, time-consuming afternoon, but most definitely, it was a labor of love. Someday, in the middle of… Continue Reading “Planning for the Future”
Reflecting on nature’s harmonies, on display at Mohonk Mountain House.
Tree limbs gently arching o’er the path Reaching to us, beckoning: “Please come!” As portal to a secret unknown place Neath which we’re tugged, encouraged toward the light Questions fall away, their sound un-uttered Unanswered, yet uncertainties are cleared Intrinsic and instinctive knowledge comes… Continue Reading “Tranquil”
Poetry, Day 2: Gift, Acrostic, Simile
An acrostic, using the letters that spell “Cavalier King Charles Spaniel” as first letter of each line: “My Daily Bread”
Distant sands are whispering, unrestrained…
Broken Bedazzled by intensely tinted deck, Resplendent splash that hides too well the stains Of decades overrun with sad neglect, Knocking, cracking, warning ever plain. E‘en deadly risk ignored by… Continue Reading “Broken”
A walk in the woods, as seen through the eyes of my Cavalier King Charles Spaniel, choosing to heed my call, instead of romping freely through the leaves.