Ice Inspiration

It is time to sit down and write. Concentrate. Get your thoughts together. They scattered like leaves in a wind storm. Sit down. Think. It is time to write. You can do it, and you will. Now, sit down. I sit and stare. I play with the keys of my laptop. I pretend to write. I try to think of something. I make lists of all the things I need to do - I must do. Nothing is coming. Nothing makes sense. I seek some of my photographs. Maybe they will help me find the words. Finally, I take a breath. I surrender my mind to the images, and images form in my mind.

A Gathering of Birds: Poems for Autumn

This time of year is a time for celebration, a time to bring friends and family together, a time to reflect for all we are grateful for. And still I feel a sense of sadness. A loss for the green and growing. A loss for summer's promise and spring's renewal. I await the winter mornings with trepidation. But her icy fingers beckon. and I know I must follow. Everything has a season.

Some Thoughts on Geese

When I was young, Canada geese were a rare occurrence, but now they are common and are usually viewed and an annoyance. A whole industry has been created to get rid of them: Birds Beware, Bird B Gone, Goosinator, and GooseBuster - to name a few. But I think geese are beautiful, graceful, and devoted friends.