The winds of change are in the air, almost palpable, as our attention begins to shift from Summer and its carefree nature to the more frenetic, frenzied schedule of Fall.  Some may say, we use this time to prepare for the…

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

  Hastening through the prairie, rustling and rattling the tall grasses like a predator stalking her pray, Autumn slinks forward, lying in wait.  She will soon pounce and make herself known. The official start of Autumn is merely a stone’s throw away,…

The air was silken and blithe, with the ease and simplicity only a Summer’s night could construe.  The velvety, sapphire sky was studded here and there with flickering stars.  The earth had quieted, save for the rhythmic rise and fall…

An hour pilfered, an hour pocketed, a dream cut short, a disrupted docket. An evening persisted, a late rising sun, a dismal start to a dark Monday morn. An hour pilfered, an hour lost, shelved away ’til the Autumn frost. Longer days…