Its that time of year again! <a href=”www.nationalcherryblossomfestival.org”>The Cherry Blossom Festival</a> is in full swing now. Full of dancing, food, and other entertainment, it is the highlight of any Spring D.C. tourists visit. I am so lucky, to live in D.C. To be able to walk around campus,or down the street, and see the treasured
Snow Falls softly, clinging to each limb and joint. And all of the things we ever knew are transformed, become new. But our eyes move up, up, the skies calm and dreamy, Each snowflake hung on marionette crosses, One could believe they even saw stars in this light polluted city.
The world is alive and bright right now. I dread returning to a Winter anything like the last, full of peacoats and runny noses and bodies that just could not get warm in negative degrees regardless of the layers of wool you wore. Eew. But we are not in Winter, not where I live at
Summer comes in bright and yellow, bright bobbing flowers call out “Hello!” For cheer is here in this sunny world, and black eyed susans join in accord. What do you love in nature and life that blooms in Summer?
I’ve been playing around with experimental photography, as you’d know if you saw Night Lights. Today we are looking at shots taken from odd angles of a bridge over the Chesapeake. This bridge has brought me to and from my trips to Chincoteague over the past few year, the site of a lot of photography
It has been warmer these past few days, so I’m hoping Spring will soon be sprung! Lavender and fragrant flowers bobbing in the breeze, honey bees flitting about, and a pile of cushions on the back deck while I cozen up to a good read. The lavender is still out right now, though it’s leggy
Snow, snow, snow. Snow that falls in drifts and creeps into my heart, snow that you ball up but promptly falls apart. Snow that swirls and moves as the wind flows by snow that dancing like a flock of birds through the night sky.
In sunlight and starlight they sit by the sea They look at the ocean, And they look at me. They dance and sway with the whims of the wind, They speak and whisper of days coming again. And when I hide my face, And the light turns pale, Then they are happy, They have adventure
Snow. Drifting, Falling. Twists and turns, leaps and bounds, snow balls whizzing through the air. Winter. Snow takes you there. And when it is cold, And the fire is cozy, And your family surrounds you, and the world is bare, silent. Honest and comforting. Its the snow that takes you there. Its the snow that
a lovely border, photo courtesy of Kramer tree dot com As we creep through Autumn, those falling leaves become an ever thicker blanket on your pristine lawn. Rather than merely throwing them out, it may be worth considering switching your woodchips out for shredded leaves. Woodchips are a staple in suburban landscaping,