Tag Archives: Jackson Lake
Everywhere Tall Trees
The stretch to the sun, the stretch to the center of the earth, and the sheltering cool in between. Secret hidden places for treasures and firm holding branches—houses in the air. Feathery leaves trap mysteries in my mind and catapult … Continue reading
That I Am . . .
Be still . . . be quiet, unplug, no talk radio, no I-pod or I-pad or I-anything, no racing thoughts and mental list making. And know . . . in my head, in my … Continue reading
It’s a Time for Reflections
Actually, in my book, it’s always a time for reflections–especially these kind.
A no metaphor day . . .
The mountain metaphor –> a great high, but the valley comes next. Fall –> the seasons are changing, and life’s winter is coming. Mmm. Maybe not. Maybe it’s a no metaphor day. Maybe it’s a no punctuation day. Maybe it’s just a … Continue reading
