Friday, March 27, 2020

The Tune I Know

A thanksgiving service in a crowded home here in Canada keeps alive the culture of another nation. The words are unknown to me because the language is one I don't understand, but sometimes the tunes with the songs bring up memories of my own.

sitting
crossed legged together
the tune I know

Instagram This Week

canceled trips
learning to video
chat


snowfall
turns to spring rain
tiny flowers


anti-stress
making a railing during
covid-19


around
and around again
learning to knit socks


thoughts in ink
the early morning
sparrow song


Wednesday, March 25, 2020

Puffing Loud

The woods nearby frequently draw me to the quiet of bird calls and wind through the trees. There is the path I usually use, up hill and down to the creek that calms and relaxes--but once in awhile I take the steep path up to the sports field.

steep climb
in the silence of the woods
--puffing loud

Friday, March 20, 2020

Instagram This Week

a swirl
of  cardinals
bare trees

leaves 
decaying into earth
a sprout

growing things
the earth warms spring
into existence

sunshine
red-winged-black-birds
sing spring

walking  the beach
with the waves coming in
a heart beat

Monday, March 16, 2020

Park Bench

The sun shines with warmth that draws me to remain outside for a time. My walk is almost done, but I’m not ready to go home for tea. The bench in the park overlooks the river facing south. The sunshine and the flowing water invite me for a pause that settles in to enjoy the view.

park bench
sitting in the
sun

Friday, March 13, 2020

Instagram this week

words
over the phone
getting caught up



sparrow greeting
this sunny Sunday
a long walk

park bench
sitting in the
sun

will you still love me
when I'm 64?
happy birthday Andrew!

walking
in the mezzanine
rainy day

Thursday, March 12, 2020

Butter Chicken

Andrew was busy elsewhere, so lunchtime  was all mine. The fierceness of winter had returned with large snowflakes swirling down and I decided to walk downtown for lunch by myself. The heat of India at the end of a trek through Canadian winter.

walk downtown
among falling snow
butter chicken