Marsh grass hides clamor of peepers singing spring. Salamanders scrape fleshy fins on glacial rock, sprinting Advertisements
Spotted this little treasure on the wall of a nearby nursery, where everything is in bloom. For Cee’s Flower of the Day, May 6.
This beach, primal, raw, sustains and nurtures, untouched by any circus of a waterfront, striations from the wind appear as clumsy puzzles on the sand.
I’m sure it happens this way in other parts of the world but on days like this, I’m so appreciative of the Canadian way. “Humanity’s best efforts made real,” wrote the Toronto Star of the endless help provided to 80,000 people evacuated from the oil sands city of […]
She was the hope of them, assigned to fly against the wind, straighten lines they saw as curves, to de-serrate the knives,
A Words in Motion Feature Vimeo user Fiona Buckley walked by a man sitting at a typewriter with a sign that read: “Pick a Topic, Get a Poem.” She picked “adventure” and filmed him reciting what he wrote. Fabulous.
Blessed to have on a table by my window this lily from a friend. A gift for no particular reason, just a gift. Friendship is such an important part of life.