Monday, July 31, 2017

A Respite



For weeks we've been shut inside,
the air, much too warm to breathe,
stagnant and thick with the hypnotic buzz of cicadas,
stifling movement, focus, joy.

Now a fresh breeze brings clarity.
We breathe deeply.

Monday, July 24, 2017

The Whitetail Buffet

At first I thought these sturdy hostas were victims of errant trimming, but then I remembered they are a favorite of our cloven-hoofed daily visitors.  The plants grow back in as quickly as they are eaten, and then they're eaten again -- symbiosis.

Saturday, July 22, 2017

Fullness

The canopy thickens.

Wednesday, July 12, 2017

Resting Place

Three years ago we created this contemplation spot for dear Emma.  We have yet to lay her down, but Ellie seems to know there's something reverent about this place.