1.1.12

{2012 n. main st., findlay • Happy 2012!}

October Afternoon

An October afternoon -
in the grey rain of autumn,
I practice God in a single tomato
dangling on a twisted, dying vine.

I find divinity in this rain-damp

wasting away
and the turning inwardness of a garden,
collapsing into dreamless sleep.

I am learning to trust in the Being
who dreamed of winter darkness
and reminds me –

The flame turns inward now.

Music In the Air

{a song floated down from the top of our walnut tree today}

6:36 ~ January 29, 2011

Sunset Through the Trees

{taken last evening, near Arlington, Ohio}

Old Chairs

the castoffs mumble whispers

aching – loyal. flawed.

lessons in looking for love

{i took this picture last summer in Mount Victory, Ohio.

i desperately needed a creative challenge so i used it to inspire a haiku.}

Broken Places

The Whisper of Leaves

This was a particularly good weekend. It was full of homemade soup and bread, shared with family and friends. We worked outside, cleaning up the garden one last time before the snow flies. We spent time creating things and experimenting with art supplies. It seems that November is trying to make a hasty retreat and I just needed a little reminder to stay present and hear the whisper* of the leaves.

{*You know. . .that gentle whispering wind before northwest Ohio turns into a god-forsaken tundra and the wind howls. . .for months. . .}

Morning Reflection

{as i was drinking my coffee this morning my cup was sitting in the living room window sill as i was reading and praying. i looked over and saw the next door neighbor's tree reflected in the surface. i thought it kind of beautiful.}