With A Single Flake Of Snow With a single flake of snow, winter begins. Like that first faint shadow of twilight, we hardly take notice of it. The autumn leaves, glorious and resplendent, catch our attention as we hurry through our lives; but that first flake of snow is the sentry of winter and we like to pretend… Read More »
My Dying Day One of life’s great blessings is that not one of us knows the exact day we will die. Well, at least I think so. I could not imagine being a teenager and knowing how many years I would live or the date of my death. That would take away the fun and great advantage of… Read More »
Thoughts on an October Day And you look down at the village and it’s all dressed in bright yellows and burnt oranges and fiery reds – the trees are literally ablaze with color. You are floating between summer and winter on the ghostly gossamer wings floating on the breath of an ephemeral and anachronistic summer wind — so… Read More »
Time In a Bottle “If I could save time in a bottle The first thing that I’d like to do Is to save every day till eternity passes away Just to spend them with you…” (Jim Croce) The other day my youngest son sent me a picture of my granddaughter taking a hike with him in an beautiful… Read More »
Last Walk on the Beach The wind, salty and cool, rushed past me, stinging my face and singing to me its ancient song – but not a lullaby, more like a symphony. I heard it and it was compelling. I reached out to you but you had gone and I looked up in the mist and saw you walking… Read More »
An Unkindess of Ravens October crept in while I slept. It painted the sky a sad winter gray as if to warn me, or taunt me, that winter is approaching fast. I look out my kitchen window, this cold, gray October morning, and see a flock of birds – ravens actually – circling around above the woods behind… Read More »