The Song of This Place

The Song of This Place

Wind gusts, pine cymbals swoosh,       Cottonwood rattles patter.  Strident Jay warnings and caustic Crow cries—       Cadences piercing the air— Accent the drumming of Hairy, Downy, and that      Wild Red-headed guy,  Undergirded by the cosmic rhythms of     ...
In the Moment

In the Moment

Amber and golden, the brown and maroonFall of the Autumn will land here too soonSo savor the Moment Winter is not my favorite seasonKnowing it’s coming gives me a reasonTo stay in the Moment Feeling the temps are about to be coldCommanding soul’s dread to...
God Makes The Ordinary…Extraordinary!

God Makes The Ordinary…Extraordinary!

Read Matthew 5-7 Autumn! It whispers to me to come out and see. There is an old wooden sign in my laundry room that says, ”Come and sit with me and watch the birds and the butterflies.” Summer humidity is not my friend, so when the days become crisp and...
Autumn Rites

Autumn Rites

Autumn practically writes her own story Every leaf a page unto itself.  Let the writing flow as the leaves let go   Each one a spinning allegory.  No writer’s block among the colored trees  Tales of glory whispered in the wind. Once proffering...