Summer comes. It cannot be stopped, will not be held back. * It pushes up from the southernmost places, unfurling in gold light. The icecicles grow narrow. The pond darkens at its center — liquid underneath, warming into wet. Small green things force their way out of the earth and into the sun — […]
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The Body Electric: Day Eleven
Today, a little pre-Christmas miracle alights on our small valley — because suddenly, right smack-dab in the middle of the Christmas season, a warm wind blows in and the temperatures climb to nearly eighty degrees. I go out for a long walk, feeling strangely naked in shirtsleeves and flip-flops. I walk through neighborhoods festooned with wreaths […]
Rainsong
As I write these words, it’s night, and I’m upstairs in a little room tucked under the eaves, listening to the rain drum the roof just above my head. I love the way a summer rain sounds silver, even in the dark. Oh, Summer: sing me to sleep. ❤
Oh, God, if only you might give me the words …
… to speak the song the cicadas are singing —that murmur and hum filling the trees.But their song is wholly their own,and no matter what words I use,mine would only be a poor copy —and why bother to copy such a thing,when anyone can go out on a summer nightand sit spellbound to the soundof the original? But […]
Summer Loving … {what I’m into}
Maybe you hadn’t noticed, but I have a serious thing for June, July and August. Every year, we meet up like that certain teenaged couple whose families own neighboring beach houses on the Outer Banks, and we fall in love all over again… As if no time has passed. As if we are eternal. And somehow […]
Speechless
I’ve built my life around words: planted them like seed, panned for them like gold. I’ve gone out into green valleys and collected words like rainwater, storing them up for seasons of drought. This is what my kind of people do. But. There are days when words feel too small for me — a poor, […]
It is well with my soul …
…For no other reason than because it’s Summer, and I’m alive and the world is green and every lake is full of sunset and the fireflies kiss the windowpanes at night, bestowing their gold like anointing oil. And oh — my God — that’s enough. ❤
A Little Sunshine on My Straw Fedora … (a Summer Crush)
Maybe you hadn’t noticed, but I have a thing for the light when it’s pushing around and through obstacles. I love it knifing through the blinds in early morning: I love it filtering through the canopy in the woods: I love the way it speckles and stripes my skin, brands me with the shapes of lace and […]
Potomac Creek, Virginia: Back to Black {& White}
I keep coming back to monochrome: I come back to it like Home, over and over again, in spite of my wandering heart: And I know what people say: That color is Real. That black and white is Romantic. I can’t explain it, but I’ve always believed the opposite to be true… (Do you see […]
Potomac Creek, Virginia: Unedited
I am learning, slowly, to let go… To know when to let a thing be… I spent the weekend at my husband’s family home on Potomac Creek. As always, I whiled the hours scuffing up and down the peninsula with my camera, taking in the way the light slicked the water in more colors than I can name: […]
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