Me among the daffodils as a child. When grieving, I know to brace myself for the “firsts” …first holiday season, first Mother’s Day, first Father’s Day, etc… This Friday will be Mom’s birthday. She would have been 86. My photo memories have already sent me last year’s pictures of her birthday celebration. My heart was … Continue reading Bracing Myself
Spring
Spring has Sprung
The flowers are making an appearance. Right on time. The pear trees have changed into their dresses of green. The cherries are not far behind. Their pale pink blossoms are spilling confetti into the air and onto the paths. The wild azaleas are rising their blush faces to the sun. The pink dogwoods are magnificent … Continue reading Spring has Sprung
The Greens have Arrived
In the fall, my kitchen turns into a place of worship because the fall leaves make my windows into stained glass. In the spring, the leaves are equally spectacular, only they tint everything green with new life. Their luminosity lights them from the inside, creating a green curtain around my house. It is like an … Continue reading The Greens have Arrived
My Dearest Lake Trail
My Dearest Lake Trail, I am writing to tell you how much I have missed you these past months. My heart has been as bleak as the winter weather, which seems to be never ending lately. I know in the past I have visited even in the cold, but for some reason this year … Continue reading My Dearest Lake Trail
Race to the Top
The participants in the race gathered in the valley. They were milling around, anxious to get going. The starting line was crowded, the ending point in was in sight. But who would make the climb to the top the fastest was in question. All were standing at the ready. Then the race began. The pine … Continue reading Race to the Top
The Lesson of Forsythia
Forsythia is in bloom. As one of the boldest of the spring flowers, she begs to be noticed with her wild mane of yellow blossoms. She cries out, “Spring is here! Spring is here!” Along the roadways, she is untamed and waves madly in the March winds. In some yards, they have tried to subdue … Continue reading The Lesson of Forsythia
All the Way to the Top
Today, with the sun shining bright all day, I believe the green will make it to the top of the mountain. Each year I watch the transformation from winter to spring in anticipation of this day…the day the trees on the tip top unfurl themselves proclaiming that winter is officially done. All around the shades … Continue reading All the Way to the Top
The Tractor Beam
As I rode with my windows down and the sunroof open, it seemed the pull of a tractor beam grabbed the jeep. My foot, in opened toed sandals, pushed the gas forward into the force which beckoned me. The car moved towards its own destination despite my best intentions to turn it towards the piles … Continue reading The Tractor Beam
Michelle's Mosaic 