sky

March 19, 2023

peace full beauty

A mourning dove resting on a backyard deck with a dusting of snow visible atop the wood bench, the grass, and nearby swing-set.

a mourning dove landed on the backyard deck

I spied her through the window and said, “Good morning, beautiful”

the sun is shining

the sky is blue

welcome sights

yesterday’s dusting of snow lingers

the air is blustery cold

a bird from The Lord

for me, a widow

peace be with you

March 19, 2023

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December 29, 2022

golden hour

Magnetic poetry tiles placed on a stainless steel refrigerator read, “let’s / chase sunsets / and heart dance / I dream of you / night magic”

let’s
chase sunsets
and heart dance 
I dream of you
night magic 

December 27, 2022

Magnetic poetry tiles placed beside a magnetic dress-up Frida Kahlo on a stainless steel refrigerator.
Word bank from Atticus Poetry Edition magnetic poetry with over 97 words. Words are loosely organized into noun, verb, and adjective columns, plus connecting words on the side of my stainless steel refrigerator.
May 4, 2014

Spring renewal

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Spring has been extra beautiful this year
maybe it’s because winter was so extra cold and snowy
maybe it’s just because every spring my heart soars as the trees and flowers bud and bloom
daffodils have come and gone
tulips are still tuliping
lilacs are just beginning
magnolias and forsythia fade into redbuds and the white burst of Bradford Pears
oh
Springtime
the sky seems extra blue
the birds serenade with the most melodious of songs
especially this morning
in the quiet stillness
of that moment just before dawn
I heard them through my bedroom window
saw the sun filtering in
heard the dog stir
we walked
few cars
just us and a few other early dogs
thankful for the lack of wind
savoring the sunshine and blue skies
a backdrop for the renewal of Spring
it’s all rather glorious
simple joys
early on a Sunday morning

May 4, 2014

March 30, 2014 Image

sky light

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I love the way the sun can rise and light the sky as both a fireball of gold and serene pastels at the same time. Blue and I took our favorite park walk this morning. Just a heavy frost on the ground. No snow. No ice. No rain puddles. The air was brisk but the wind was still. Heard songbirds sing and geese honk as they flew. No cars. Another woman was walking alone. She smiled as she overheard me say with a tug, “Come on, Blue. Let’s walk.” We did, as the sun rose and painted the sky both behind and before me. Now home. Good morning.

March 30, 2014

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