the highest heaven Details seemed to aim to distract, skies overcast, winds that weren’t up to fanning as briskly as believed for, foliage dropping faster than the weightless flutter envisioned, and there I stood, in all the pristine stillness, found, lifted higher still than all that I had hoped or ever could begin to hope.Continue reading “Empyrean”
“Something up above was calling him imperiously.“ Imperiously! Oh my, I’m hooked. I started reading The Wind in the Willows, children’s classic by Kenneth Grahame. Every other word is a feast, a scrumptious feast. Sometimes when I dive into such books I can only take in one page at a time. Do you ever feelContinue reading “Something Up Above”
There is ample room in a garden for endless creative meanderings, laughter and stories and all sorts of lightheartedness that lifts our feet off the ground even without the assistance of a magic cape. Sometimes a little or a lot of nonsensical too. And now I must look up nonsensical and play “Jellicle Cats” fromContinue reading “Winged Creatures in a Garden, They Do Fly!”
Your softness cushions my stepsRestfullyYour truthsLight-woven good news This peaceful pause is from last year, at the end of the de-leafing as I like to refer to the not so pretty but also very beautiful part of autumn, under the willow, my favorite of all trees, along with fiery royal poinciana, but those are seenContinue reading “Whispering Willow”
Dear bitty garden,It’s a good day to watercolor acorns and watch mums as they come in. It’s a very fine day for humming to the rhythm of lovely and counting minutes and graces. Always is.
Come away with me, my beautiful one! Song of Songs 2:10
wackadoodle [wak–uh-dood-l]Someone or something eccentric, wrongheaded, bizarre, or foolish, generally in an amusing way and with a mildly dismissive tone. My kids and I used the word way before I ever looked it up. I’d typically emphasize it by saying wackadoodledoo. When you’re a full-time stay-at-home mom it comes to mind quite often and rolls off theContinue reading “Wackadoodle”
with celebration Let this hope burst forth within you, releasing a continual joy. Romans 12:12 in stillness and in quietness