Garden in Transition

October 11, 2019.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Summer’s legacyfades – floral memories blurFall hues incoming. (For Cee’s Flower of the Day. Image from personal collection.) Advertisements

Harmony

October 4, 2019.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Instinct drives the bee readying for Winter’s blast –rosy contentment. (For Cee’s Flower of the Day. Image from personal collection.)

Welcoming Party

September 27, 2019.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Potted pleasures hailAutumn’s arrival – graciouswelcoming party. (for Cee’s Flower of the Day. Photo from personal collection.)

Rose of Sharon

September 20, 2019.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Foreground,background,we are all the same –brilliance and beauty –and intricate part oflife’s ebb and flow. (For Cee’s Flower of the Day)

Yellow Parasols

September 13, 2019.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Late summer huddle anticipating Fall rain –yellow parasols. For Cee’s Flower of the Day.

Spilled White

September 6, 2019.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Purple petuniasundiminished by splatter –cloud painting mishap. (For Cee’s Flower of the day.)

Zinnia Delight

August 30, 2019.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Nature – that fashionista –couples orange with pink,hotter than August haze –my soul applauds. (For Cee’s Flower of the Day)

Spooning

I have measured out my life with coffee spoons.” Source: “The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock” by T.S. Eliot I line my spoons on the counter – measures of the day’s reserves one spoon for morning tea with a side of emails read a shower requires two or three with a guarantee of needed […]

Manic Moments

…and some days we stand up topple the furnishings of corporate order decry politics and etiquettes and rage, rage, inner light exploding in a shattering ball of fire blinding purifying setting souls free setting us free …and then it’s over – in a blink and our desk mate still sleeps the slumber of automaton clicks a mouse in […]

Even Ghosts Yearn

Natural light preferable to artificial – not the harsh fullness of noonday sun but softly filtered rays – luxurious, inviting. Love too, should be subdued, gentle as a zephyr, not mythical but yielding, mindful; not worshipful nor boastful, but comforting, warm I am waning light, the mistral wind wafting, no longer a force of nature […]

One Woman's Quest II

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