Drops of ice like jewels on the telephone wires.
I love having things around the house that I have brought home from my travels. They help me imagine other times and places. The crystal conch shell I brought home from India. The turtle with its fire opal I brought… (READ MORE)
I thought by this time, I might be feeling the cold and the dark, so I brought home a new orchid, which/who continues to bloom extravagantly.
Mildly disappointed that there wasn’t really any snow, but happy there also wasn’t any ice that stuck.
A moment of beauty. A moment of receptiveness. A moment with the breath and the sky.
The river has been calling me.