Celebrating Earth and Your Day
And so, my love, it is your birthday, not that we began your celebrations that day. We often started on the first of April, sometimes before
Sunday Morning
My companions as dawn breaks this Sunday morning are the birds serenading me and the rabbit breaking his fast on the clover scattered across my yard. I sit
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Walk on the Beach
Against the bluest sky I shield my eyes from the sun to see the gulls drop oysters from above, letting gravity do the work of cracking
View from the Summit
It is the time for introspection, there are many routes to understanding the nature of our being. I seek to look within and climb to the
The Hudson
Winter has pursed its lips and blown across the surface, freezing waves in their wake. A river with tides that has carried fleet Viking ships and
Between The Sound and the River
At daybreak the air holds a slight chill. There is something about the light on this fall morning. It will be a good day to ride
That I Might Find Them
In the milder seasons, I slow my ride and scan the horizon, with hopes and prayers that I might find them.
My Devotion
My places of worship are the trails along the water, those that are under a canopy of trees that snake past rivers and lakes and through
A walk with a friend
I went for a walk with a friend Yesterday I woke up later than expected Suffering from another sleepless night Turning the breaking news of the