Sunday, January 12, 2014

...1.12.14...















bereal.

the true harvest of my daily life
is somewhat as intangible and indescribable
as the tints of morning or evening.
it is a little stardust caught, 
a segment of the rainbow which i have clutched.
~henry david thoreau

from the book be

yesterday.
where walking.
was an adventure.
and the rail sled.
would not stay straight because it was so icy.
one does not enjoy.
the sound of rain in winter.
it is not the earthy smell.
as in the spring.
it is cold.
and harsh.
but it was what the day brought.
and people got out and around yesterday.
we are constantly asked.
by the universe.
to adapt.
and we do.
we must.
life is here and it is now
i for one.
don't want to let it pass me by.
welcome to coffee hour.
welcome to this Sunday morning.
just BE.
robin.

5 comments:

Sylvia K said...

Wonderful captures and a wonderful visit to your world, Robin!! Thanks for sharing the beauty! Have a great week!

Crafty Green Poet said...

beautiful series of photos!

Gerald (SK14) said...

well captured drops - those icy roads look dangerous and would keep me inside

Optimistic Existentialist said...

LOVE the picture of that ice road...

FABBY'S LIVING said...

Fabulous photography Robyn, wow, Winter wonderland at it's best! Love it! Than you for dropping by!
FABBY