The frothy, white clouds were whipped into stiff peaks by the restless, erratic winds.  Shards of sunlight pierced the spaces in between, glimmering wildly upon the ground.  August had arrived, the seasonal lull, but she would bestow a dynamic landscape of opportunity and change in her retreat.  And opportunity…

The wind swirled and roiled, ratting each leaf and limb. Petals littered the ground like confetti while catkins rained down like ticker tape. The landscape seemed almost celebratory in the wake of another building storm. Nature is dynamic and adept at change. Plants come and go with the changing seasons….

The cloudless sky bore the sun’s full potential while the earth exhaled and uncoiled, basking in its warmth and affection. The landscape seemed to soften and stretch in the golden rays as all of God’s creatures took advantage of her benevolence.  A rare gift indeed.   Days like these are…

Bittersweet is the glimpse of gold that peeks through the green foliage.  Bittersweet is the feathery seed head that rises above the grass.  Bittersweet is the rush of cool air that foretells a new season.   Bittersweet is the maturation of acorns that rain down upon the landscape, but sweet…

Without so much as a warning or civic alert, the bombs began to fall.  Sparsely, at first, quickly ramping up to a barrage.  They fell with great velocity, unbiased yet fierce.  The driveway, lawn, roof, streets and cars – none of them  immune to the blitzkrieg.  We had been overrun quickly,…

  Descending to the ground, like kamikazes, flocks of grackle came to feast on Autumn’s spoils.  Chattering and cackling amongst themselves, their mission seemed wholly successful, even celebratory.  Soon they retreated to the trees to plan their next attack.   Acorns littered every inch of the lawn and amassed into growing piles…

  Blushed and gilded, the foliage gleamed in the afternoon sun as they ruffled and quaked in the cool, September breeze.  Here and there, a leaf became untethered, swirling and sailing towards the ground where it rested amongst the others, peppering the grass like colorful party favors.  It was serene and lovely, and…

  Like frayed and sun-bleached linens, Summer hung precariously and neglected on the line.  The winds were no longer taciturn but purposeful, and they began to unravel and sully her narrative.   Change is tangible as we distance ourselves from Summer’s fermented sweetness into the comforting embrace of Autumn.   Fall is a season of…

  Summer, like an aging starlet, once young and fetching, wears her heart upon her sleeve.  Fading looks and waning attention give her a melancholy air, and the future seems destined to carry on without her.  Soon, Summer will be nothing more than a hazy memory, no longer in the spot light.  September,…

    The cloudless sky bore the sun’s full potential while the earth exhaled and uncoiled, basking in its warmth and affection.  The landscape seemed to soften and stretch in the golden rays as all of God’s creatures took advantage of her benevolence.  I am referring, of course, to the gorgeous weekend bestowed upon…

Change is, once again, in the air as Summer begins to wind down.  The lazy, languid days will slow to a trickle as the distant sound of rushing, shifting tides grows louder.  Fall is just a stone’s throw away, and while we have this wonderful window of opportunity, we must seize it…

The kids in our community went back to school today, already setting the year-long precedence of shortened weeks and inordinate amounts of days off.  Amid the constant, nervous chattering, and packing and repacking of back packs, we sensed an underlying calm, confidence, and relief.  The kids were ready to go back.  They were…