Autumn’s Flames (FOTD)
Flames of autumn roar in contrast to summer’s blue – seasonal parlance. (Cee’s Flower of the Day.)
Read MoreGrowing with gratitude for life's challenges
Flames of autumn roar in contrast to summer’s blue – seasonal parlance. (Cee’s Flower of the Day.)
Read MoreEveryday, in the aftershock of losing a seventeen year marriage, I sought out the river. I would say a prayer, then walk off the grief and strife, until I came to a bench, where I’d sit and contemplate the message of the flowing water. “Finding my inner peace”, is what my son called it. A […]
Read MoreThe distance between one Sunday and the next is always the same, time wise, and yet this week felt so much longer than most. Wednesday brought emotional upheaval, and subsequent exhaustion, and then Friday morning my 91-year-old mother was admitted to hospital, while Ric and I attended a funeral for an extended family member. Life […]
Read MoreRows of pumpkins line the upward climb, and flowery sentinels mark a landing – a well lit doorway adds additional charm a happy home from where I’m standing. Not all places are subject to such tender care – through time and neglect, their beauty offends rickety stones, lead to murky waters, overgrowth of bush and […]
Read MoreLike candy corn sweet – orange and yellow evoke nostalgic pleasure. (Cee’s Flower of the Day challenge.)
Read MoreCheer for summer’s hues fading with finesse – brightly embracing their end. (Cee’s Flower of the Day)
Read MoreDistance by Archibald Lampman To the distance! Ah, the distance! Blue and broad and dim! Peace is not in burgh or meadow, But beyond the rim. Aye, beyond it, far beyond it; Follow still my soul, Till this earth is lost in heaven, And thou feel’st the whole. How do we measure distance, between hearts […]
Read MoreThe forecast for last night was a frost warning. “The rooftops were white this morning, did you see?” a neighbour asked me at our communal brunch. I hadn’t noticed, but I am feeling it in my body. Things are seizing up. We’ve had a week of get-togethers, starting with Thanksgiving. Tuesday, we drove into town […]
Read MoreSpider’s web clinging – shares this wish for purple’s stay – autumn’s light waning. (Cee’s flower of the Day. This was the last of our Rose of Sharon.)
Read MoreSquirrels, squirrels everywhere, chirping: “Get ready; be prepared”, hoarding their finds with relish treetop leaping with added zest. The geese are gathering too – like all good Canadians – making plans for the winter weighing the options for flight. Clouds gather to mark day’s end and the influx of autumn weather – and I […]
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