i think about the complexity of life
after a difficult conversation
and the simplicity of life after watching a goldfinch;
but then, i spot two mourning doves mating in the grass,
and watch them become startled by a dog
barking at a darting dragon fly–
simplicity melts into cause and effect, the chain reaction tripping a switch in my head that makes me look up at the day opening before me and quietly walk away
nature—
my favorite artist
glass jars filled with baby’s breath
a blue wire basket
yesterday’s mail
a golden mirror
coffee cup with warm coffee
car keys
a small plant
reading glasses
this book: State of Wonder by Ann Patchett
lemon verbena, sea salt and coconut candles
a little wooden house
and a small drawstring linen pouch
does weathering the storm really make us stronger–
or does it break us into tiny little pieces;
blown away by the wind,
washed clean by the rain,
and dispelled forever into a dark oblivion?
the rich, bursting, ripe colors of late summer flood the senses and gladden the heart
whispering your name into the fog,
the soft sound was carried gently by the rising mist,
while a cool august breeze caressed the echo
“Everyone clapped and cheered, and it almost made me cry.”
“What would you buy if you were me today–what’s really good?”
“Yesterday a big snapping turtle came out of the water and scared him so much, he spread those huge white wings and flew away.”
“They had tin foil on their heads.”
sometimes, concentrating on beautiful details can lend focus to the bigger picture
we have lost our way–
losing one another and so losing ourselves
a young buck and doe in a field
wild turkeys under green bushes
orchids and lush ferns
love, kindness and
torrential rainfall
spanishwoods 