In between.

It's just past noon in this little corner of the world. Just beyond the screen mid-day rain is dancing with the slight, cool breeze. It's a in-between hour, in an in-between part of the year. Change is in the air. Glorious, brilliant, magnificent. All true descriptions of the colors of the maples, elms, oaks, all … Continue reading In between.

Advertisements

Scene from a Sunday stroll

The wind is still gusting here, and the rain has returned. To be honest, I’m loving it. I have the greatest respect for the power of nature and I know any of the trees could turn loose of this saturated ground at any moment. Risks understood, I slipped out back a few minutes ago for … Continue reading Scene from a Sunday stroll

Saturday morning

Front porch seat, hot coffee, springlike breeze blowing summer flower scents through the sprinklety showers and downpours, goldfinches, cardinals, and a tiny little gray bird playing peekaboo from the hollies and oaks. Seems like my weekend “to do” list has just been rewritten. Hello, Saturday. It’s good to be here.

Ancient storms of today

~ If all the air in the world is all the air that ever was here, then this same wind blowing today, carrying scents of springtime through the cleansing rain showers to caress my skin, and drench my hair as I refuse to use the umbrella, is part of the same wind that once blew, … Continue reading Ancient storms of today

~Kiawah~

Recently, I happened to be in the right place at the right time to receive an amazing invitation to Kiawah Island, South Carolina with some wonderful women for a few days.    It's good to travel to nice places, but it's more important to travel with good people.  This unexpected trip was both, and so … Continue reading ~Kiawah~

Thunderstorm Air 

You can see it in the approaching clouds, an angry sky ushering in the thunderstorm air, energetic, powerful, destructive and cleansing all at once.  It's terrifyingly beautiful. This was the scene earlier this afternoon a little ways up the road.  That's the storm rolling in over the Cane Creek Mountains.   Yes, I stopped in … Continue reading Thunderstorm Air