Deep Pockets

I awoke one morning before the dawn, wide awake, and thinking about so many things at once. Before long, I had a litany of cares to bring before God. And, all before sunrise! I love the early morning time before the whole world awakes. It is a time of prayer and settling the order of

A Garden Party

I awake again to a cloudy day. The soggy earth is flooded with puddles pewter bowls set out for company! It is a fresh-washed day full of silver linings, like the silvery dawn. It is as if a pleasant fog drifted upon the sea all the clouds gathered together, friends from faraway places, setting out

The Winter Garden

I came upon a winter garden, and I found an enchanted place. The Holly bushes were such a sight with their red berries burning bright. The squirrels, they scampered with delight, their bushy tails, so thick with fur. It made me laugh to watch them; they put on such a show. The birds, they flew

New Year’s Wishes

There isn't any snow yet, but if snowflakes were to fall could they all be wishes, drifting, floating, swirling, like heavenly dreams come true? Could a New Year begin, a place to make fresh tracks in the snow, a song within our hearts gently stirring? Can we start a love story, with prayers ever on

November Gold

The trees still hold their charms gems that sparkle in the autumn light. Above, the November sun is a bright gold coin; it is better to spend the abundant treasure now than try to save it for a later time. The warmth and sweetness is for today before the cold winds blow before the landscape

Leaves of Autumn

The autumn sky is a blue ocean, fathoms deep. The birds chatter and tell their stories to the silent, knowing trees. How stoic are the trees, how majestically they stand, as the birds fly from branch to branch. I watch as the leaves fall soundlessly to the ground, one by one, a steady drift of

Autumn is Coming

Like a comfortable chair, so inviting or a child's stuffed toy, gently loved the autumn landscape is so precious, the faded days of summer, spun to gold. I like the golden light, the shimmer of holidays soon to be, the threads of yesterday, woven into my Thanksgiving heart. There are the pumpkins, which I treasure,

Beach Pebbles

I used to dream of living by the sea on a high cliff. I would look down, and there it would be.... The ocean spread out before me, waves crashing upon the shore. When the water rushes back and forth across a pebble beach... there is music. The sound of the sea plays again and

Harbor Lights

We make our way to the harbor and set our dreams free one by one. Like tiny ships that are not afraid of the rising wind and waves we sail onward, our dreams in tow. The sea is full of mischief a naughty cat, who does not tire. The misty, morning light beckons us to

Afterglow

Have you ever noticed how beautiful life is in the afterglow? A summer evening when the day is spent, evening so soft, sunset fades in a quilt of colors. New fallen snow, piling up in the moonlight, when most of the world has gone to sleep. The slip and slide of days gone by, all