Gray day, today. Cold. Gray turns to darker gray. The day moves on. No sun to be seen. No rainbows in the sky. Dusk will fall, unnoticed, and turn into night. Buds on lilacs, and dogwoods take shape, begging to bloom. Icy rain like sleet hit my jacket and makes that noise sleet makes.
Edith Holden wrote, in 1906: April The name of this month is derived from the Greek word for 'opening': In many countries of Europe the first of April has for long been appropriated to a facetious custom for which no satisfactory origin has yet been assigned. To send an ignorant or unsuspecting person on a [...]
Your children are not your children. They are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself. They come through you but not from you, And though they are with you yet they belong not to you. You may give them your love but not your thoughts, For they have their own thoughts. You [...]
I am posting this story, in honor of my son, the author. He didn't grow up to be an all-star basketball play, as stated in his biography, but he still enjoys playing the the sport, for recreation. The original book that this appeared in was illustrated, by him, when he was 10 years old. It [...]
Transitions of time, at 7:05 a.m. Red breasted robins hobbled on the grass, and bobbed for worms, on the muddy bare spots on the ground. Smaller black and white birds leapt from branch to branch. The invisible dove cooed, as day broke, And the train rumbled on its tracks. The viburnum was dying to bloom. [...]
Facade of an old shed, difficult found on the curve in the road. Worn and weathered, it stood out on this foggy day, in February, 2019.Old Red Barn. New England in March 2019.A triangle shape, in the tree. Geometric shapes intermingle with the snow covered hemlock. March snow. Or maybe it was February.A tangled mess [...]
March came in like a Lion, but the days keep getting longer, and spring it will bring. The Romans called it Martius, after the War-god, Mars, and for them it was the first month of the year, when the vigorous battle of life began again. But the Saxons called it Lenet-Monat, or Length-Month, because now [...]