Wind buffets the house. A neighbor leans into the blast as she walks up the sidewalk with her arms wrapped around herself for warmth. I didn’t think it was that cold out, but she wears a white puffy coat with the hood up. This morning my husband and I sat in the living room with … Continue reading Blustery day
Gardening in autumn is weird. I’m in a flannel shirt and wool socks, moving plants, pulling others out of the ground, recomposing the flower beds for how I want them to look next gardening season. There aren’t green sprouts to get excited about like in spring. I’m working as the weather gets colder instead of … Continue reading Droplets slice
One of the biggest challenges of transitioning from stay-at-home mom to full-time-working-mom has been carving out time for errands, time for exercise, and the element I yearn for most: time for creativity. Which, for me, means quiet time. Alone. I decided to experiment this week by scheduling a work day on Saturday and taking a … Continue reading Alone in the cemetery
A single leaf falls on my freshly swept porch. Sigh. Leaves rain down. Still, I rake. Autumn deluge rinses leaf dust, til air is brisk, shiny. I open the door on morning – green scent of pine. Autumn frost – sugarcoated oak leaves sparkle in the sun. Winter grass glitters, its diamond crust twinkling – … Continue reading Haiku of a gathering winter
Curled leaf hangs from a barren twig- a brown bat, sleeping. At the bus stop, my breath in white clouds my nose a red cherry. Black crow perches on a bone white branch. Watching. Ruffled lichens, like green ravioli, bloom on wet stone. Sun shines through naked trees, wintry patterns of light. Extracting words, I … Continue reading November haiku
Butterfly Mind 