November goes out with a cup of tea

It's not quite a marshmallow world yet, but this morning we woke to a frosting of snow lying quietly over everything and there was a definite almost-Decembery feel in the air. November, get gone. December, how do you do? The colder it gets, the more grateful I am for that heated stock tank we have… Continue reading November goes out with a cup of tea

Scatting my way through the mess

I won't lie. It's been a hard, messy month. You might have noticed that I've been posting a lot of pictures lately instead of writing a lot of words. I was feeling guilty about that...until I thought about it on today's walk and remembered how much work each of those pictures takes. For every picture… Continue reading Scatting my way through the mess

52 Weeks ~ Football (37/52)

A Man in Blue Under the French horns of a November afternoon a man in blue is raking leaves with a wide wooden rake (whose teeth are pegs or rather, dowels). Next door boys play soccer: “You got to start over!” sort of. A round attic window in a radiant gray house waits like a… Continue reading 52 Weeks ~ Football (37/52)

Thanksgiving: Sweetness and peace to you all

What We Need Is Here Geese appear high over us, pass, and the sky closes. Abandon, as in love or sleep, holds them to their way, clear in the ancient faith: what we need is here. And we pray, not for new earth or heaven, but to be quiet in heart, and in eye, clear.… Continue reading Thanksgiving: Sweetness and peace to you all