Stepping Into Sunset

Take my hand and step with me into hues of late summer warmth, where I long to chase feathers with you again.

Life’s Senses

All I want to do is write after reading a good book, well, actually during. But right now, words on a page cannot describe what I see…. hear… smell… taste… touch… All I know is that everything has a place and for a moment, I am part of it.

Inspired to Create

Cold bites at my sweater as I death grip the handrail, before entering the dark cemented gap between the house and earth. A focused eye finds what it’s looking for in the corner, full of shadows. While I search for a light in the switchless room, I stumble upon a knob. Twisting it, darkness grows…

Boaters: The Hilltop View

Perched up where the sun hits first and the wind can get violent, my eyes watch and analyze your every move, near and far. You often find your way across the blue, whether it’s rowing the edges, circling your jet-ski, bouncing over the water as your inner child yells, “Faster!”, or letting the wind take…

The Hungry Dog

Amber irises stare me down, I can feel their presence trying to relay a message to me, “get up and feed me.” Instead, I redirect my focus back to reading. The eyes shift back and forth, before turning downcast and resting. At the sound of a squirrel fart, the eyes are open, up, and racing…

Utopia of Rest

I sit by the pool, reading a book, as the sun dips just beyond the horizon. I figure I have an hour tops before I need to search for light to finish the pages. There’s silence here, even in the hum of the freeway near by and wind blowing through the trees, I still hear…

Oh How the Mockingbird Sings

Sharp swift turns of chirping engages me as I write from my bedroom, where a Mockingbird resides just outside serenading me with his song. He’s up at all hours, I often wonder if he sleeps at all. I once read that a Mockingbird sings about 200 songs, made up of sounds he hears; sleeping most…

The Past Time of Bird Watching

Sitting in my dad’s leather window seat, watching birds feed on suet and seed is the best seat in the house for a bird watcher. The detail God puts into each bird makes them exquisite. Each one different and eye-catching. This morning I watched a Downy Woodpecker peck its way at the suet. The black…