Monthly Archives: March 2013

Many geese flying over head in the night.

Smallest of crocus •
hiding in the pathway grass •
surprising my feet. Continue reading →

But this close to real spring is enough to get past ordinary to pretty darn good. Continue reading →

I lean over a little closer to give him some ear kisses and he head bumps me BLAM right on the nose. Continue reading →

But still, I take the image of someone who pauses in the dark to look around and listen to the world and to see its beauty, knowing that he won’t stay because he has yet miles to go. In the moment of connection, however brief, we can all note the beauty and darkness around us. Continue reading →