
night is complete
dawn’s grace arrives
resisting waking
poetry, prose, and photography

night is complete
dawn’s grace arrives
resisting waking

through the summer’s sun
life drips down upon the earth
bees sing merrily

the well lit blue sky
as summer’s glory descends
birds sing from the trees
the gift of friendship
sunlight shines through darkest clouds
this day filled with grace
movement of my feet
scenes along these quiet streets
suburban whimsy
I came across the cover photo on this evening’s walk. I’ve seen it before, and really get a kick out if it.
It’s really feeling like summer in Seattle. It really hasn’t had the feel until the past few days. Fortunately, it’s not too hot. I’m truly acclimatized to these moderate climes.
each moment grace
talking with friends of fears
as the rain falls
