The Peony’s Soul

Slowly, they bud, as the lilacs fade, as the days grow warm and long One by one, they pop open, bursting bright raspberry shades across the lawns They open wider, flinging ruffles and ripples across our paths They are generous benefactors, stacking pillows of pink and magenta in front of our eyes The slanting sunContinue reading “The Peony’s Soul”

Hearing Voices in the Spring

Spring is the same year after year.  Flowers shoot up through the ground and bloom. Trees carry buds which flower and morph into yellow umbrellas and then into green canopies, lighting up against the gray, wet skies.  But the fabulous part of this whole Spring production is that while each Spring carries the same template,Continue reading “Hearing Voices in the Spring”

A Little Spring in Your Step 

Leaves open and spread like umbrellas over the sidewalks to keep the showers from drenching. The sun rises early through the trees now, when the world is still and calm and fog can shift and dance down the fields and sunbeams can shimmer on flower blossoms. The scent of lilacs floats across the mist. TheContinue reading “A Little Spring in Your Step “