GLANCES, GLIMPSES AND OBSERVATIONS

This morning the air brings me the tint of caramel. The soft pudding kind. I look around for any clues for where this might be coming from, but my early morning eyes do not determine anything in particular that could account for such a scent. The day is opening quietly, and it brings with itContinue reading “GLANCES, GLIMPSES AND OBSERVATIONS”

DREAMING MORE

This morning the wind is wild and whips up the smell of grass under a half-moon and a star. I recall the scent of dry stone dust from our mountain climb and the fact that although we heard an owl hoot as we started out on the trek I did not notice a dawn chorus.Continue reading “DREAMING MORE”