Full Moon Affair

As a child, I fell head over heels in love with the moon. I’ve yet to recover. Last night, as I stood outside in the cold air, neck craned so I could see the fullness of her beauty, I whispered: Do you love me as much as I love you? She whispered back through the … More Full Moon Affair

This View

This View Looking up the hill. I never tire of this view; this tree; this silhouette. These colorful clouds are a bonus. I always thought I’d have to travel far, far away to experience the wonder and beauty of this world. Now that I’m almost fifty years old, I’m realizing the most beautiful place on … More This View

Reflection

Reflection Each day, each walk, she’s always there. Waiting; I’d like to think for me. But who can know? I feed her green mosses and pond-grasses. She takes them from my hand. Unafraid. Aware. Last week she bit my finger. I must remember to not take it personally. After all, she is nature. And so … More Reflection