It is pure joy . . .  while in the garden . . .  to see the sun cresting and rising over Walnut hill into a clear crisp new day. The days are shorter now but to have the sunlight for any amount of time is welcome.  Rain and clouds have smouthered the sun for weeks it seems, while the land and houses have absorbed the deluge of water falling and drowning out the light.  Our spirits need light. The old farmhouse here does too and hopefully the swollen doors will dry out with the promised … [Read more...] about Capturing And Holding Light At The Edge of Darkness

It is pure joy . . .  while in the garden . . .  to see the sun cresting and rising over Walnut hill into a clear crisp new day. The days are shorter now but to have the sunlight for any amount of time is welcome. Rain and clouds have smouthered the sun for weeks it seems, while the land and houses have absorbed the deluge of water falling and drowning out the light. Our spirits need light. The old farmhouse here does too and hopefully the swollen doors will dry out with the … [Read more...] about Capturing And Holding Light At The Edge of Darkness