The Mystical Oaks

The sun is just lifting free of the horizon. I move towards the light…

Sleeping Beauty

We are in the inbetween-time, waiting for signs of life…

Amethyst and Amber

There was a strange light in the garden at sunrise this morning.
The sky was a moody lavender with clouds of mulberry. There was a ribbon of warmest apricot near the horizon.

Baubles

As we pass into winter, we have to appreciate the little things. The bright and shiny baubles, the trinkets, the gewgaws. All that glisters. All that twinkles, and reflects the light.

The Emotional Landscape

There is something about walking together. The rhythmic pounding and arm swinging.  You fall into step and emotionally attune to one another.  There is nothing forced about it; it just happens.