I prefer winter and Fall, when you feel the bone structure of the landscape — the loneliness of it, the dead feeling of winter. Something waits beneath it, the whole story doesn’t show. ~Andrew Wyeth

Tuesday, December 24, 2013

Merry Christmas everyone

May Peace be your gift at Christmas
  and your blessing all year through!  ~Author Unknown

I send you sunshine sparkling through the oak trees...

A piece of bark, a small lacy lichen,
  and some  ferns tucked inbetween.
And love on Christmas Eve.

Sunday, December 22, 2013

Sky Songs

One night last week as the sun was setting...
The clouds started to catch fire. I couldn't turn away. I stood there, mute and insignificant. I was waiting for a song to start, or a harp, or trumpets... Yes, it was that beautiful. 
Then a bird started singing a plainsong somewhere close by.
 A sweet and quiet sound as if it was purring, but with a melody.
Do you suppose it knew how beautiful the sky was? 
Do you think that the song was it's reply? 
Kind of a "Thank you."?
 The song was short... only one small refrain. 
Then it stopped.
And, as the world went dark,
  I was reminded that we do need
 to celebrate what's right with the world
 and that nature is always there to give us examples
if we watch for them... and listen.