November 10th, 2014
~
Sitting quietly~deep in thought
enveloped in golden mist
is this magic~is it a golden dream
~
Startled back to reality I turn
looking outside this evening
our skies spill down liquid gold
~
Moments later~bright golden streaks
bright raspberry~transforming
quickly ~deepest vermilion glows
~
Inhaling deeply~breath takes in
this magically infused air
sinks deep down into the soul
~
Soon colors fade~darkness falls
the streaks deep violet now
edged in antiqued old rosé lace
~
Heart overflows~full to the brim
with Nature's beauty now
carried within~AFTERGLOW
***
November 11th, 2014
~
Beneath a pale morning moon
buzzards circle lazily
Shasta's snowy flanks beckon
November 12th, 2014
~
Delicate bud slowly unfurls
glowing citrine green
rebirth of bouquet long dead
November 13th, 2014
~
Dark clouds gather to the West
radiant sun slowly slips away
valley shrouded in golden mist
~
Above us a pool of cerulean blue
spilling notes from it's heart
pure soaring soprano fills the air
~
Meadowlark~ golden throated
sings exquisitely~ full of joy
bidding this day a last farewell
***
November 14th, 2014
~
Thick morning fog
caresses the pines
November morn
Birds chatter loudly
fluffing against
November morning chill
November 15th, 2014
~
Beneath flaming fall trees
cattle graze peacefully
their pale flanks kissed
gently by the setting sun
~
Savoring this rural scene
tranquility descends
we head toward home
another luminous autumn day
November 16th, 2014
~
Wise old owl flag
newly arrived
graces old cattery
~
Sitting empty now
our last old boy
moved in with us
~
Yet through sad losses
we've gained space
for messy creativity
~
Embracing change
our only choice
life is moving on
~
Small light filled space
once filled with purrs
transforming into a studio
***
November 11th, 2014
~
Beneath a pale morning moon
buzzards circle lazily
Shasta's snowy flanks beckon
November 12th, 2014
~
Delicate bud slowly unfurls
glowing citrine green
rebirth of bouquet long dead
November 13th, 2014
~
Dark clouds gather to the West
radiant sun slowly slips away
valley shrouded in golden mist
~
Above us a pool of cerulean blue
spilling notes from it's heart
pure soaring soprano fills the air
~
Meadowlark~ golden throated
sings exquisitely~ full of joy
bidding this day a last farewell
***
November 14th, 2014
~
Thick morning fog
caresses the pines
November morn
Birds chatter loudly
fluffing against
November morning chill
November 15th, 2014
~
Beneath flaming fall trees
cattle graze peacefully
their pale flanks kissed
gently by the setting sun
~
Savoring this rural scene
tranquility descends
we head toward home
another luminous autumn day
November 16th, 2014
~
Wise old owl flag
newly arrived
graces old cattery
~
Sitting empty now
our last old boy
moved in with us
~
Yet through sad losses
we've gained space
for messy creativity
~
Embracing change
our only choice
life is moving on
~
Small light filled space
once filled with purrs
transforming into a studio
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