2 the Moon

Instead of the theme “2 the moon” it felt like we might as well be on the moon. Another wee one’s birthday celebrated in the great outdoors. The public health orders not lifted as some of us had anticipated and so add one more thing to the  Covid19 casualty list.

Flat white – my style

White on white 

Such bright in sight 

Enough white to excite.

White on white  

Such a sight, so bright 

so excited over white 

Waiting is for the Birds

I had/have this crazy idea that I would spend a bit of time this winter doing “homework”. It seems there is a plethora of it this winter but I am quite certain spring will have sprung and I will not have done an ounce of what I set out to do in regards to this particular list.

Sunday Stills of Rosy Reds

It is entirely possible I will struggle with the link but I did want to participate (for the first time ever) in #SundayStills. The prompt this week is #RosyReds and that struck me as so timely today that I wanted to hop on the band wagon. Now if I can just pull it all together!

A ray of sunshine

I rarely plan my posts ahead of time. They just appear, as if by magic, into my head. The thoughts are usually in one theme and headed in a straight forward direction. Rarely are they philosophical or “flowy” in how they tie together a concept and the reality of daily living. Perhaps today I can manage that so I am going to interrupt Charlotte  (once again).

Whimsical Win

The phone rang shortly before lunch, an odd enough occurence for sure. The caller though someone I often speak with. She calls me her second mom as I helped guide her through some formative times. Now a dozen years later we still keep in touch regularly. The call promoted a string of events.

A Cold Ribbon

I stand awe stricken 

Colours dancing across sky

Worth frigid digits

An under attack event

Climate change threatened

A silhouette of four

Today we saw a silhouette of four; a cold four. Not a warm huggy four. Let me set the stage for this.

Inspire (d)

It finally hit me. I’ve rolled several options around my head for the last few weeks and then boom. The word I was looking for was right in front of me! Like literally, every time I climbed the stairs up to my creative space.

Tanka Try

I went down a complete WordPress rabbit hole the other day. One blog post and the comments sent to another blogger to another to another. I read for quite some time. I came across a “new to me” form of poetry. It is actually a centuries old Japanese non rhyme syllable based word play.

          

Time Rise

I love sunrises
Pastel swirls around the sky
Clouds unfurl downward
Time ticks along irregardless
Up to us to use wisely

Bernie