In these last days of August, I take a look back at a summer moment tracing the thread of beauty on a coastal road somewhere in New England...Morning MigrationIn the quiet tidal marsh, along a coastal road lined in Queen Anne’s Lace,a lone heron dancesstirring the sanctuary I dance too,my legs wobbly, my steps small.Golden … Continue reading

Giving the Beach Back to the Tourists

August brings forth the winding down of summer days and nights. Soon Nature's landscape will begin slow quiet changes often without notice. Before the calendar rolls in September, I give you a poem of quiet summer reflection. A moment in time when evening settles in and memories are held dear.....   Midnight slips out of … Continue reading Giving the Beach Back to the Tourists

Journey On

It’s time to become acquainted with a new season and embrace a limitless horizon, vast and mysterious. No longer desiring to be held back, a long silence stirs awake. My life map unfolds; a new journey begins… revealing new dreams with the same heart.    

Late Afternoon in Early Winter The wood stove fire burns slowly, warmth seeps into ridges of a red fleece blanket that adorns my shivering shoulders. Outside the snow softly falls, swirls of silver and white cover autumn into bare branched silence. North winds howl, white tailed deer scrape snow on their tongues on a late … Continue reading