Buying Time

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

Dreams of distant lands,adventures enhancing hope –future insurance. (Written for Ronovan Writes Weekly Haiku Challenge: future/hope) In a week’s time we are setting out on another RV adventure.

Withering (FOTD)

November 7, 2018.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Others die, succumb but spirit holds fast, believes – defies withering. (For Cee’s Flower of the Day.)

Photo a Week: Bridges

November 3, 2018.Reading time less than 1 minute.

The gap between the life I’d envisioned and this current reality is widening… I need a bridge – not a short, low one, but a large, expansive bridge to carry all my wishes, to facilitate movement of passing ideals, allow for traffic flow. Or a bridge to slow me down, dialled in to the sun’s […]

Gathering

October 10, 2018.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Squirrels, 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 […]

Lens-Artists Photo Challenge: Fences

September 11, 2018.Reading time 1 minute.

Fences? My first reaction was that I avoid fences in my photography, and now that we’ve moved into a neighbourhood without them, I will not be able to participate. Then, I revisited old photographs, and what do you know? Fences! The featured image is a garden gate at the Butchart Botanical Gardens in Victoria, B.C. The […]

Ghostly

July 31, 2018.Reading time less than 1 minute.

“What can walk but has no legs; sleeps during the day, and is awake at night?” This is our six-year-old granddaughter’s latest joke. “A ghost!” On a recent visit to Northern Ontario, I photographed this solo loon. There is something so haunting about the call of the loon, and I’ve been pondering it ever since. […]

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 […]