Honor the Day
Morning’s first blush stirs,
Horizon whispers in gold
Day’s ancient new song.
Morning’s first blush stirs,
Horizon whispers in gold
Day’s ancient new song.
Here we discover and learn to admire the winterberry shrub, or Ilex verticillata, during a frosty February morning. Its crimson berries, which symbolize hope, sustenance, and life’s enduring cycle, are a stark contrast to the pall of winter.
On a brisk day at Stewart Park, I stroll alongside Cayuga Lake, observing Canadian Geese and white willows. The tranquil, interconnected scene proves an enduring memory despite everyday worries.
In twilight’s hush, embraced by oaks,
A well of stone, with stories etched in lace,
Now table made, where others’ whispers weave,
And time’s soft hands a tapestry conceive.
Read this blog for an understanding of how the sycamore leaf symbolizes themes such as shelter, the cycles of life and death, decay, freedom, and individuality, reflecting the intimate connection between nature and the evolving American identity.
Naked branches reach,
Sky braces for winter’s kiss,
Earth turns, leaves embrace.
Here we have a pleasant carriage rental trip, exploring and photographing the Aran Islands.
Join me on a journey through Inishmore, Galway Bay on a horse-drawn carriage. We’ll see a ruined church, horse pasture, and iron age fort, Dun Aengus, with reflections on the word ‘riven.’
Thanksgiving Comes Early
Discover this mysterious encounter at Cayuga Lake Inlet where I met Neven, my doppelganger. Who is he? Join me in unraveling this eerie twilight mystery.