Down to the River
A rim shot of feathers
Sometimes, looking back at how I’ve changed in the past few years, I feel like I’ve finally grown up and become an adult. Not that this means that I don’t still make mistakes (I am the Queen of Mistakeville). It doesn’t mean that I’m not silly or childlike at times.
It’s been three years ago today that my Dad passed away. The photo above is the last shot I have of us together. It was taken in May of 2008. My Dad left behind a lot of questions and having those questions go unanswered, has left behind some hurt. But this morning, I remembered my…
Sometimes we balk at embarking on an enterprise because we’re afraid of being alone. We feel comfortable with the tribe around us; it makes us nervous going off into the woods on our own. ~ Steven Pressfield, “the War of Art” I’ve been home from my vacation/writing retreat and back to my usual routine for…
The brain is still writing. I mean, like right now. The life in the story feels more tangible and real than the present…
I wish I could give you 5 Failsafe Things To Do To Survive 2020. I can’t. My coping method has been to count the months until 2021 and use that number to calculate how strong I need to be. Except that I’m unable to reach that level of strength, and it requires the assumption of two…
Building Suspense Rolled snail-lishly Or perhaps protectively Taking the fetal position Waiting for just The right moment To pop p.s. For those who have asked about Luke, I rode him today and he was awesome! Lazy yes. But awesome. Not a cough or even a snort. And one of the boarders told me Luke raced with…
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Is it OK for me to say that I’m envious of you? To my knowledge, I’ve never seen a swan in real life…much less four at a time!
I enjoyed this post.
Sue, I do feel pretty lucky and privileged every time I see a swan. On this day, they just kept gathering and building into a full flock. It was very cool!
Beautiful!
Such beautiful images of these graceful birds. Back in Germany we had so many swans on our river, but here – nothing. I miss them, but then we have other birds here that also thrill me to no end.
These swans are so wonderful, so lovely. And I love your words…
What beautiful..beautiful winter swans!!! There’s something – I’ve always thought – even more elegant about them in the cold winter.
Beautiful Maery, just beautiful!