Sunday, August 8, 2010



August 8th

Jade DeFehr

Would it be

okay

if I opened

my own word shop?

Each word payed

with something

good.

A smile,

a dance,

a hug.

Or would that

make the people

poor

of good things

poorer,

because they don’t

have

anything

to

say?

CONFESSION

Lisa Siemens

Today I am

one of them

the wordless

poor, empty

bowl in my lap

tilting towards light,

filling up with the silence

of green leaves listening.

1 comment:

  1. Ah not a bad place to be. In the sun filling with its warm glow, letting it feed your soul to soar once again amongst the clouds.
    Drink in the energy of the Light and you too will Shine!
    Blessings to you and yours.
    Love and Light, Nina P

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Summer View From My Kitchen Window

Summer View From My Kitchen Window
I am already more than a week into my summer holidays and just beginning to settle into this greenest of seasons - so glad to be at home with my windows and my light. I am just learning how to post these blogs, spending too much time in front of my computer, not enough time with the sky.  The morning began with thunder - an hour of pouring rain and thunder!!  Long after sunrise, the sky was still dark and ominous, but then suddenly the sun broke through. I put on my garden shoes, grabbed my camera, and went out to the flowers . . .   

After the Rain

After the Rain
After all that wild weather, the day lily leaves were covered with such quiet raindrops . . . 

After the Rain

After the Rain
One side of my yard is lined with leafy peonies - the grandmother of all flowers - pink, white, deep, deep red.  I have been deadheading the flowers all week long, but this one, just opening, survived the storm. I have lived in my house for nearly twenty years; these peonies were here long before I moved in and with any luck will be here long after I am gone.