T’was nights before Christmas…(which scarf shall I wear)? Snow scenes sprinkled broadly or red-green silk threads Perplexed, which to choose, perhaps I’d defer to simple Noel pin with garnets, instead. My choices strewn carelessly on my made bed, I turned for a moment to… Continue Reading “An Unexpected Gift”
Focus and finesse, On guard, yet calmly resting, perched precarious at blue water’s edge, yet peaceful, watching, waiting on lagoon-side ledge, for signs of prey. Today, fulfilling nature’s way, the fiery sun and golden breach of day call to her to stay, to play,… Continue Reading “Balance of Nature”
Hibernation…Hope…a solitary bloom…
Together here, we (surely) can survive and thrive and strive to bloom anew.
Glancing o’er my shoulder, golden glimmer, green-white shards with petals lithe and awesome, Shining ‘gainst the sunrise walk a-shimmer, Striking, spiking splendor: beachside blossom.
It’s autumn; as my planner oft repeats, It’s autumn; yet the warming sun rays beat It’s autumn; I’ll delay my pumpkin treats for mallows, crispy-squished ‘tween graham sweets. It’s autumn; yet we’re travel’ing to the beach, It’s autumn; backyard chairs remain in reach, It’s… Continue Reading “Autumnal Conundrum”
My “village” wears a shawl of winter snow, Yet folks return each year to take their place, And lighting from within the homes we know, Create an air of warmth and welcoming space. ”T was only hours ago they lay in crates, Securely stored… Continue Reading “Village Nights”
Bunnies, bats, abandoned basketballs Across the yyard, as summer’s taken toll, The once-lush green scape fading into fall, And school boys back in session, cease their roil. Their shrieking, wild abandon still rings clear With choosing sides for stickball (to applause) And bouncing balls on… Continue Reading “Of Bunnies Bats and Basketballs”
Morning at Mohonk is incomparable and unforgettable! We first discovered this many years ago, when we went to the Mohonk Preserve for the outdoor wedding of the daughter of a dear friend. We outsmarted ourselves by reserving the weekend at Mohonk Mountain House, rather… Continue Reading “Mohonk Morning”
Hard-spiked, standing tall Single stalk, aslant, bursts forth Wispy, silken stars. Photo Friday: #black_and_white
Excitement builds, as darkness settles in, Once sweltering sun dips low as day is done, From o’er the dark the opening strains begin, Repeated ritual calling us again. The sprawling barge lights with their sweet refrains, Sail slowly ‘cross the languorous lagoon, And we,… Continue Reading “Happy Trails”
Candles lit across the winding ways, Candles lit remembering our days, Candles lit for wishes long sustained, Candles lit, flames flicker, yet remain, Candles for our children and their tots, Candles – all those birthdays …lots and lots, Candles mark our lives and light our hearts,… Continue Reading “Happy Anniversary”