Down the rabbit hole
“I’m not someone so much interested in exploring a slice of life unless that is down the corridor, around the corner, up the alley, and down the rabbit hole. That,…
“I’m not someone so much interested in exploring a slice of life unless that is down the corridor, around the corner, up the alley, and down the rabbit hole. That,…
“Back to nature, just human nature Getting on back to I think I’m done with the sofa I think I’m done with the hall I think I’m done with the…
Confession; Usually when it comes to the Sinful Sunday prompts, despite knowing what they are months ahead, I work on my image for them in the same time frame as…
“Fair Maid of February! — drop of snow Enchanted to a flower, and there within A dream of April green, — who without sin Conceived wast, but how no man…
“There are some who can live without wild things and some who cannot.” ~ Aldo Leopold And most wild things should left to live in peace in their native habitat…
“I watched the land for as long as I could, until it disappeared behind its shawl of mist, and until I had it fixed in my mind – unchanged, mysterious…
“October is the opal month of the year. It is the month of glory, of ripeness. It is the picture-month.” ~ Henry Ward Beecher
In the corner of an English garden beneath the summer blooms lays a woman basking in the heat of the day. Everyone is out. The children at school, her husband…
“Where the most beautiful wild flowers grow, there mans spirit is fed and poets grow.” ~ Henry David Thoreau
“A gush of bird song, a patter of dew A cloud and a rainbow’s warning; Suddenly sunshine and perfect blue An April day in the morning!” ~ Harriet Elizabeth Prescott…
“Little darling, it’s been a long cold lonely winter Little darling, it feels like years since it’s been here Here comes the sun Here comes the sun, and I say…
“A small bird twitters on a leafless spray, Across the snow-waste breaks a gleam of gold: What token can I give my friend to-day But February blossoms, pure and cold?…
“Now Autumn’s fire burns slowly along the woods and day by day the dead leaves fall and melt.” ~ William Allingham