the sun rises and caresses the books on the table and the birdhouse on the shelf,
the light slides through the window slats and paints striped patterns on everything it touches–
re-inventing the night’s shadows
Sunlight
Tag Archives: writing
Lately
songs from this album: Madman Across the Water by Elton John, 1971
these books: Back When We Were Grownups by Anne Tyler, 2001
and Death in Kashmir by M. M. Kaye, 1984
home made sourdough crackers
beautiful geraniums and wilting petunias
anxiety and
gratitude
and a sense of being lost within the walls of a deep dream
Excerpt
Once she’s locked the attic door behind her she feels a sense of release, a crack of light in the darkness. What is the name for what she’s feeling?
She wishes it were liberation.
from The Age of Light, by Whitney Scharer, 2019
Change
change is never easy
but always inevitable–
often necessary,
life-sustaining,
hopeful,
paramount
Another Day
the trees flowered and then stopped flowering,
the sun still rises and rains on everything–
another day after all
On a walk
on a walk,
I take a camera and shoot pink petals
and tiny buds through an old iron fence,
my mind blank,
and somnambulant
forgetting
I forget everything, and yet at the same time, I forget nothing
A morning in May
on a morning in May: tiny pellets of snow falling on tender grass and purple violets
Right Now
right now: is it that everything matters, or is it that nothing matters?
Taking a Long Break
I’m taking a break from blogging. It would seem a great time to write and post new photographs since we are all spending more time at home, however, in the past month I’ve written countless posts in my head; none of which have made it to this space. I supposes it’s not surprising that at a time of worry and stress, the ability to think about small, daily observations shrink. And yet, I’m acutely aware of the fact that now would be a wonderful opportunity to concentrate on those observations with an openness of mind and spirit that allows for intense gratitude and fortitude. For me personally, I’m leaning towards stillness and maybe even some silence. I wish for you to be healthy, to stay safe in these strange and challenging times, farewell for now.
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