I am in awe of the eagles who have made our neighbourhood home. To see them up close is such a blessing. For Granny Shot
Relentless this turmoil, fear-driven storm battering psyche, beating me down… Hope trails, a gossamer thread, a faint flutter, refusing to die. (Tuesday are for Twitter.
If only I could bloom a rhapsody, gentles river song for sound… will remember your promise – respect another soul, honour their life, that between
What life tears apart nature mends – cyclical flow, divinely decreed. (For RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Challenge: rip/mend) Image from personal collection.
What if each soul, in passing, casts a seed upon the earth – and with each Spring, the seeds burst with beauty, as a reminder
Restlessness accompanies me on the sojourn today – unfazed by ripe red belly of robin, or shimmering emerald of breeding merganser’s crown. My lens seeks