Woods and the Rising Sun
Woods and the Rising Sun It’s always a treat to be outside to meet the morning sun. The woods are at their best even for an audience of one. #getoutside. #PhotoPoetry.
Woods and the Rising Sun It’s always a treat to be outside to meet the morning sun. The woods are at their best even for an audience of one. #getoutside. #PhotoPoetry.
I think a lot of people would be better served if they could sit here for a week, or even two. The isolation, creation so perfect, in thought and silence, would be better than we… More Than A View
Some awake, and dread pins them to the warmth, a sigh instead of words to say. Then, another looks at morning, embracing, God has granted me another day!
It’s after 1am. I am wide awake. I couldn’t sleep if I wanted to. Not now anyways. This election for the President of the United States is not over, yet. Sitting here, I can still… 2016 Election From A Small State Where It All Begins
It was 39°F, and the breeze was doing all it could to be upgraded to a full-fledged wind. After my eyes adjusted I was amazed at the light, even with no visible moon.
It was you I came to see, I chose this to do with my day In tears, I left, just how much do these troubles weigh Tone, I can handle some, but I tripped over… What Did You Do Today?
Go to some quiet place, exhale, bow in reverence, and just pray.
List every little thing you are thankful for if you need words to say.
I walked in the woods. I walked on crusted snow. There were no other foot steps. There was no trail. I followed some animal tracks, but mostly just the lay of the land. The crusted snow was slick in spots but I thought of how much more difficult this walk would be in the summer months of growth.
Then right in the middle of overtired, battling every cold that comes home, body aching, attitudes in need of adjustment, and a list of things to get done that just won’t quit; there is peace in prayer.