The River, My Heart

April 18, 2022.Reading time less than 1 minute.

She holds my heart, this river followingthe ages, seasons measured by her flow Acknowledging change, she bears Winterregally, swells with confidence as Spring rains Will walk beside me in sunnier times, andstay loyal as Autumn charms us with her flames. My heart, my faith, always knows,that at the end of day, the river glows. (Image […]

New Life On the Farm

April 15, 2022.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Renewal

April 6, 2022.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Once relied on a day-a-page diary to keep me on track. Chronic illness freed me from that. Calendar now sparse, I have yet to learn to the art of renewal. Grateful for awe-inspiring moments. What helps you recharge? (Image my own) (Update: We are still processing the death of my husband’s son. In the meantime, […]

Photo Play

April 1, 2022.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Introduced my granddaughter to one of the photo apps I’ve been using and gave her my phone. Within minutes she created the featured image, speeding through the app as if she’d been doing it forever. Not be outdone, I borrowed the photos she’d taken of herself and created this: Not quite an April Fool’s joke, […]

Curves

March 25, 2022.Reading time less than 1 minute.

In nature and art, curves are eye-catchers: For Lens-artists Photo Challenge: curves.

On Solitude

March 21, 2022.Reading time less than 1 minute.

My photos, someone else’s quotations. For Cee’s Black & White Photo challenge: photos and quotes.

Hawk at River

March 11, 2022.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Caught this fellow, on a blustery winter’s day, sheltered in the brush at the river’s edge. (Linking up with Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge: birds)

Just One (of each)

March 6, 2022.Reading time less than 1 minute.

One flower, one fawn, for Cee’s Black & White challenge: Just one of anything.

Last Shot At February

March 4, 2022.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Bushboy’s Last on the Card challenge: February 2022

Longing for a Sky

February 27, 2022.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Grey defines the snowy days; the landscape melding into an endless haze. Weekend Sky

Present Distance

I’ve lived the fog of distance –life’s highway a series of hillsdestination without promise Have learned that acceptance gains perspective,that climates change, and hope sustains,and that in the stillness dreams renew. Now I travel quieter paths, appreciatespace, have surrendered to a slower pace –certain that this too will change. (image my own)

Floral Balm

Of Trauma Born

Goodbyes tarnishfaith, like ashesscattered My heart grows dismissal,craves a balm of connectionseeks quiet harbour Remind me what it feels like to be safebreath nurturing life,love a rhythmic flow In meditationI reach for peaceimagine salvation But this wayward chaosunrestrainedcements me in doubt Tainted intentionsI lift up to the Universea tempest without hope My soul incubates malicea […]