Farewell to Summer

Autumn has come, carrying a crisp wind from the north, signaling the arrival of a new season. The leaves are transitioning to the golden reds and browns, eagerly waiting for the freedom to float in the air in their descent to the ground Next to me is a pot of freshly brewed tea called MysticContinue reading “Farewell to Summer”

Sunday Evening Reflection: Eagle & Woman

Park & Tilford’s Native Garden welcomes visitors to linger under the shady space that is dense with plants native to the Pacific Northwest coastal forests.  Surrounded by the rustling sound of leaves high above me, I enjoy the serenity of a garden that offers quiet contemplation and respite.   I am not alone for I haveContinue reading “Sunday Evening Reflection: Eagle & Woman”

Sunday Evening Reflection – Waiting

“Nature looks dead in winter because her life is gathered into her heart. She withers the plant down to the root that she may grow it up again fairer and stronger. She calls her family together within her inmost home to prepare them for being scattered abroad upon the face of the earth.” Hugh Macmillan,Continue reading “Sunday Evening Reflection – Waiting”

Artists in a Rose Garden

“It was June, and the world smelled of roses. The sunshine was like powdered gold over the grassy hillside.” Maud Hart Lovelace, Betsy-Tacy and Tib Artists in a Rose Garden from Rebecca Budd aka Clanmother on Vimeo. I have always considered the month of June a synonym for roses, for it is in this specialContinue reading “Artists in a Rose Garden”