Saturday, December 31, 2016

The Earth Delights

And forget not that the earth delights to feel your bare feet and the winds long to play with your hair. 
{Kahlil Gibran}

Thursday, December 29, 2016

She Walks In Beauty

She walks in beauty, like the night
   Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all that’s best of dark and bright
   Meet in her aspect and her eyes:
Thus mellowed to that tender light
   Which heaven to gaudy day denies.

One shade the more, one ray the less,
   Had half impaired the nameless grace
Which waves in every raven tress,
Or softly lightens o’er her face;
Where thoughts serenely sweet express
   How pure, how dear their dwelling place

And on that cheek, and o’er that brow,
   So soft, so calm, yet eloquent,
The smiles that win, the tints that glow,
   But tell of days in goodness spent,
A mind at peace with all below,
   A heart whose love is innocent!

Lord Byron, 1814


Wednesday, December 28, 2016


Let my soul smile through my heart and my heart smile through my eyes, that I may scatter rich smiles in sad hearts.
{Paramahansa Yogananda}

Saturday, December 24, 2016

St. Andrew Novena

Hail and blessed be the hour and moment
in which the Son of God was born of the most pure Virgin Mary,
at midnight, in Bethlehem, in piercing cold.
In that hour, vouchsafe, O my God!
to hear my prayer and grant my desires,
through the merits of Our Saviour Jesus Christ,
and of His Blessed Mother.


Sunday, December 11, 2016

Power Lines


(v.) : to travel by walking through an area with many mountains, rivers, etc., for pleasure and adventure
: to go on a long and often difficult journey

Tuesday, November 22, 2016

Thank You

If the only prayer you ever say in your entire life is thank you, it will be enough.
{Meister Eckhart}

Thank you.

Tuesday, November 15, 2016

November Moon

“There's no point in saving the world if it means losing the moon.”
{Tom Robbins, Still Life of a Woodpecker} 

Sunday, November 6, 2016


“But there is always a November space after the leaves have fallen when she felt it was almost indecent to intrude on the woods…for their glory terrestrial had departed and their glory celestial of spirit and purity and whiteness had not yet come upon them.”  
  {L.M. Montgomery, Anne of Windy Poplars}

November 18,  2016 commemorates seven years since I entered the forest with my faithful companion, Ribsy. He is a miniature poodle I rescued - who really rescued me - also in the month November, eleven years ago. Together we have trekked over 1500 miles through the winter forests. I guess Novembers are momentous for me. I always gave November extra love as a child, it being a very brown month, with not much to boast about; because of this, I loved it more. In turn, it has been very good to me.

Monday, October 24, 2016


“She enjoys rain for its wetness, winter for its cold, summer for its heat. She loves rainbows as much for fading as for their brilliance. It is easy for her, she opens her heart and accepts everything.”   
{Morgan Llywelyn, Bard: The Odyssey of the Irish}

Thursday, October 20, 2016

The Embrace

"Good Morning, Friend! It's so nice to see you."

"Lovely weather we're having!"

"Why yes, it certainly is!"

"Come fly with me!"

Monday, October 10, 2016


“I'm so glad I live in a world where there are Octobers.”
{L.M. Montgomery, Anne of Green Gables}

Wednesday, October 5, 2016

Garbage Collector

I step outside into the warm sun,

A box of papers in my hands.

Strolling down the driveway,

The garbage collector greets me.

He takes the large box from my hands,

I thank him.

Strolling back up the driveway I think,

"Some days are like this,

We get just what we need,

When we pause to realize it."

Friday, September 30, 2016

Autumn Jewels

“On the motionless branches of some trees, autumn berries hung like clusters of coral beads, as in those fabled orchards where the fruits were jewels . . ."
{Charles Dickens}

Thursday, September 22, 2016

Autumn Comes

Pink Lady's Slipper


Jack in the Pulpit

“Summer ends, and Autumn comes, and he who would have it otherwise would have high tide always and a full moon every night.”   {Hal Borland}