Writing on the front porch again. I hear the crows overhead cawing and feel the balmy wind as it blows over the lake. I suspect rain later today. A cup of cold coffee leftover from this morning’s breakfast sits on the table. I take a sip and think about Rowan, asleep on the bed for… Continue reading A Midday Summer’s Daydream
A bowlful of juicy ripe cherries, a plate of sliced peaches that perfumes our kitchen. Leisurely breakfasts of coffee, eggs, yogurt, fruit and toast. Yearning to feel the ocean, to walk barefoot in the garden before sunset. To climb a tree, to seek the sun. Dragonflies and shy turtles. Snake birds. Ducks in the backyard… Continue reading Summer
I’m sitting at the dining table in front of a vase filled with the loveliest yellow sunflowers and soft purple tulips. I bought them yesterday because our Spring break ended this weekend, and I wanted to usher in the busy new week with something beautiful that would slow us down for a few moments and… Continue reading Before dinner musings
Today we spent the early morning hours downtown. We ambled through Munn Park, threw pennies into a small fountain, and walked along sidewalks, waiting for the shops to open. Today, being the first Friday of the month, Lakeland will host an event downtown with local vendors, and the shops will stay open late. I felt… Continue reading Downtown Lakeland in the morning, and Will’s new blog.
Outside, the scent of Jasmine lingers around our doorway, emanating from the vine that creeps up and around the ironwork just in front of our house. The orchid by the steps now sports three flowers. All of our hibiscus bushes are in bloom. Otherworldly dragonflies glide through the air as the sun casts its light on their iridescent bodies and paper-thin… Continue reading Spring as we see it.
Outside this afternoon I harvested a fair amount of small red tomatoes; Piper threw in a couple of green ones for good measure. As we walked through the garden path I also noticed several thin green chili peppers growing, as well as little green pods interspersed throughout our flowering cilantro plant. Dried, I imagine they are what we… Continue reading Notes and daydreams
Monday 9:30 AM. I think about how my daughter and I will laugh as we throw pennies into the fountain at a nearby outdoor shopping plaza. I have seen the coins shining there in the water before, though only recently thought to reach into an old change purse and cast a wish myself. I have… Continue reading On wishing