A late fall morning begins gently, softly, peacefully, beautifully.

A late fall morning begins gently, softly, peacefully, beautifully.


Dense fog transforms a stand of teasel across the road into a suggestion, a dream, an Impressionist painting.

A bit of greenery wears diamonds, treasures of dew conjured from thin air. It’s important to make time and effort to see the small things right underneath us.

I was surprised to find that these delicate flowers have survived several light frosts, a hard freeze, and a snowfall. Resilience and toughness, good qualities to have and attend to.
