fire and ice

oh little blog, how i've missed you...

magical forest

chasing the quiet

celestial glow

Maybe no one can distinguish which voice
Is god’s voice sounding in a summer dusk
Because he calls with the same rising frequency,
The same rasp and rattling rustle the cicadas use
As they cling to the high leaves in the glowing
Dust of the oaks.

-Pattiann Rogers

daisy morning

We meet thee, like a pleasant thought,
When such are wanted.

-William Wordsworth

memo

connection

"there came a moment in the middle of the song when she suddenly felt every heartbeat in the room & after that she never forgot she was part of something much bigger." -Story People

TGIF

honeyed hydrangea

softly

honeysuckle morning

the light of thought

"When the act of reflection takes place in the mind, when we look at ourselves in the light of thought, we discover that our life is embosomed in beauty." -Ralph Waldo Emerson