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The meadow holds her breath this morning– Exhaling nothing. Even the grass frozen As she lies mute and bound The rounded hills of her chest tight with life restrained With cries she dares not sound. A captive, petrified in the steely chains of Winter, Waiting for the summer sun or even its paler solstice twin To heat her
Read moreFrost Flower Daily Photo Snow Sugaring petals Fading yesterday’s flowers Winter covers Fall. Haiku’s as winter comes.
Read moreTomorrow, when the rains flood the hillsides and streets, take a moment and do something that makes you look this happy.
Read moreWe shed pieces of our lives—leave them lying around. Every hill home has some detritus. Items we plan to use again but don’t–ugly objects, out of place and out of use. After decades, though, wood and metal tend to add a beauty of their own. In the photo an old screen window litters the land and I used
Read moreWhatever gods may be, In Winter’s Eve appear Reflections of Spring and this will Suffice for me.
Read moreShh! It’s a secret! The Coyote Brush blooms this time of year. Most people hole up in their houses to hide from the rain about now and don’t know that this native shrub flowers in the late fall to early winter. Hang on to your seats. I’m using a big word. The plants are dioecious which means there are both
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