A Little Less Buzz (FOTD)

October 22, 2018.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Instinct pushes on despite inclement weather – a little less buzz. (This pot of mums sits outside the community centre, where I was surprised to find this little fellow hanging on despite the cold. That is tenacity! Image submitted for Cee’s Flower of the day.)

Last Blast (Flower of the Day)

October 20, 2018.Reading time less than 1 minute.

The autumn breeze lifted this flower allowing one last shot of its glory. (Cee’s Flower of the Day)

Annabelle? (Flower of the Day)

October 19, 2018.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Annabelle is that you? My husband says these are Annabelle hydrangea. I have no idea, but I love these large blooms. (Cee’s Flower of the Day)

If Only I Was Red (Flower of the Day)

October 19, 2018.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Neighbouring leaves succumb to season’s change, but these reds maintain their glory. (Cee’s Flower of the Day)

Do-Bee-Do

October 17, 2018.Reading time less than 1 minute.

I love this combination of colours. Not sure if the bee notices colours, but he is finding something to his liking also. Didn’t see him when I shot this pic, so he was a surprise for me. (Cee’s Flower of the Day)

Candy-corn Petals (Flower of the Day)

October 16, 2018.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Like candy corn sweet – orange and yellow evoke nostalgic pleasure. (Cee’s Flower of the Day challenge.)

Imagine

If we could lift understandingto indigenous teachingsexpand our loveto earth, sky, and seaMake personal gain tabooand Ancients a weigh point If we could witness the mountainsslow floating across the skyand touch the dolphin’s soulanxiously swimmingwhere tuna are netted Would we cower at our insignificanceor move forward, learning to acceptthat all of life is deeply woveninto […]

Dear Child

I know a little girl,whose hair in ringletsfalls, unkempt from lackof brushing; who standswhen she should be sitting;who laughs with defiance whenchallenged, her dark eyes gleamingwith mischief; who holds her chin uphigh and stamps her feet, arms foldedin protest when she does not get her way. I see that little girl,have watched her play,with a […]

Re-de-fine-d

Ask me how I’m doingand I’ll say “fine”, notbecause I’m actually fine,but because “fine” is the onlysocially acceptable response. If I said that I have been lyinghere, for three hours now,willing my body to move,that would elicit unsolicitedadvice and tarnish my “fine”. I’d berate myself for breakingmy promise not to moan,knowing that complainingprovokes a compulsive […]