
a sprinkling of snow in the woods,
and of sugar in hot coffee
and of friendship on this late November day

a sprinkling of snow in the woods,
and of sugar in hot coffee
and of friendship on this late November day

I’ll be taking a small break for the upcoming American holiday of Thanksgiving. Along the subject of thanksgiving, I want to say thank you to everyone who visits and follows spanishwoods. My purpose for blogging was to be “held accountable” to write and to write on an almost daily basis. What I didn’t expect was the kind words and the pleasure it gives me to know that some folks find the brief thoughts I put together with images even remotely interesting. Thank you for those kind words and thank you for your interest.
Have a wonderful Thanksgiving.


when she looked away, it was through a landscape of past futures

she was everywhere and she was nowhere


taking some time away…
see you in a week or so–
be safe and happy

hot pink petals
this song: Most People Are Good by Luke Bryan
dreaming on a little side porch
fig newtons and hot tea
saturday mornings with friends
this book: The Journal 1837–1861 by Henry David Thoreau
dinner on a blue and white farm table
ice cream for the pup
hearty wildflowers and herbs on the edge of the forest
reading under light blankets at midnight
and this song: Hello It’s Me by Todd Rundgren


lives entwined–
one growing upon another,
memories overlapping;
your dreams embracing my dreams

her burning rage scorched through mountains and rivers and thick, moss-covered forests; above dreams and nightmares and across time, reaching into the distant, prehistoric past and all future moments balanced upon the icy precipice between now and forever

on an afternoon walk in the rain,
her thoughts fell into pools of cold water
and melting ice