Nature

The pond froze overnight trapping a salamander in an inch of ice. This is what February will do to you.

Watering the garden is a special time of day when I imagine myself a mermaid among roses soaking up a wildly delightful moment of luxury.

Can I find peace staring into the murky pond without knowing what lies at the bottom? Yes, I can. And that’s the wonder of it.

Some days the chaos freaks me out. Other days I see the order of things and realize that chaos is just a pattern I fail to recognize.

On Solstice eve I sail beyond myself into a kingdom of spirits celebrating the sun in repose, freed by the absence of light from the ordinary labors of day.