Little Pond

I walked up to sit near the little pond.
The trees are mostly bare.

The ducks were gone.
The water so still I could see my reflection.

I went looking for leaves.

A vine low to the ground still showed some color.
It warmed to 54 degrees.
I had hoped to see a butterfly.
Today was a quiet walk, no birds, no neighbors, no bugs.

It was just me, the trees and the sky.

I thought of you.

Thank you for walking with me.

Down the street

The leaves were gathered in the street
when I walked this morning.
They danced around my legs as I walked through the piles.

They crunched!

Many of my neighbors have begun
decorating their houses for Christmas.

I like the pretty balls in one evergreen.

I shall walk tonight and see the lights.

I too have begun getting the house dressed for December merry making.
I am doing a stress free December.

I am enjoying the decorating.

I have plenty of time.

I still can walk everyday.

I still can have my bird time.

Morning Snow Fall

I perched up.

The snow fall was so pretty.

The female Hairy Woodpecker
perched up too.

I will walk later.
This morning I am sitting in beauty.

Brr.....

It was 16 degrees outside
when I went to feed the birds.



Frost covered the deck.

A few trees are hanging on to their leaves.



I bundled up and took my coffee to the deck.

White Breasted Nuthatch came for breakfast.
As did about a hundred other birds.

Thank you, thank you...

I went back to the little pond
at Cave Springs.
I took the telephoto lens.

I wanted to get some close up photos
of the Mallard Ducks.

I have never been impressed with this little pond.
It has always seemed very polluted.

Yesterday when I saw the Mallard Ducks
I fell in love with this little pond.

As I watched the ducks this morning I remembered Dr.Emoto.
I thought of how he cleanses water with two parts gratitude and one part love.
I began sending my gratitude to this little pond.
I began sending my love.
I can do this. I shall adopt this little pond.

Southern breezes

A strong southern breeze
carried me into the woods.
I walked while the leaves danced overhead.



A flock of Dark-eyed Juncos
kept me company.

Seeing Mallard Ducks on the pond was a delight.

I sat for awhile at the pond.
I felt the breeze on my arms and
the sun on my face.
It is 72 degrees outside,
unseasonably warm.

I am enjoying my walks each day.

I am enjoying who I am.
I am enjoying where I am.

1950-2000

I tried to follow in your footsteps.
You were too fast.
Your wit too quick.
You were a shooting star.

I am remembering your birthday today.
I am remembering our Father's death today.
It did not feel like a present to you.

Today I join you at the ridge.
We can walk together.
I miss you.