Scavenging a fallen nest.
The view from here in the haze of summer.
Cosmos at the edge of the meadow.
GOODBYE SUMMER!
I survived you, but I have scars on my spirit from your intensity.
Hello September!
You are the harbinger of the loveliest season of the year!
This morning I woke up under a quilt (!)
I meditated with this.
I ate oats with blueberries.
And I spent the day over dye pots. Marigolds, Hopi black sunflower seeds, Indigo too.
I sharpened a pencil and sniffed the new point. It smelled like the first day of first grade. :-)
Joyous days are ahead… I am determined to craft them with my hope and renewed energy. Maybe you’ll come along?
We went to the joyous wedding of two remarkable young people this weekend. One of the cars in the parking lot had a bumper sticker that read “Hope is HIP”. That may be my new inspiration…
(Thanks to tqoe, Martha, Kim and Paula for your chatty comments on my last post. They made me smile. I’m sorry I did not give them the attention they deserved. I have been fried. I’ll send each of you some snail mail…Kim, email me your snail mail address? I think I have the others)