here in the rustbelt the air smells industrial no hint of sweetness
~kat
Well…we’re traveling this weekend. The vegetation in Virginia where we live has a distinct sweet scent to it that is noticeable when traveling long distances state to state. We are hundreds of miles from home in the “rust belt”. It has been interesting to notice that the air in Ohio where we are currently smells different…there is an industrial metallic tinge in the air. Chicago, where I grew up, has its own scent…
Just because the air is less fragrant I still managed to find a glimmer. A leaf from a nearby cottonwood tree. It’s in one of my favorite shapes…a beautiful heart!
Much love, peace and glimmers wherever you find yourself!
thoughts and prayers are not enough even when uttered by innocent children cannot save them from bullets piercing through the stained glass of hallowed, hollow sanctuaries as evil encroaches their once safe place we have lost our way in so many ways but our greatest sin is not caring not loving children more than guns allowing children to starve, to be slaughtered, to deny education, opportunity, healthcare, safety… it’s not prayer in schools that will save us when amendments and sacred tomes become idols, there is no god to listen and more children, lives cut short, to bury
~kat
It is hard to find glimmers on a day when another mass shooter gunned down children in a church on their first days of school. I am heartbroken for the children, and for the families of those wounded or lost. Back to school, normally a joyful time for kids, has started like a recurring nightmare here in the US.
There was a vigil in Minnesota this evening. Here’s a photo (By Jeff Wheeler/The Minnesota Star Tribune) It’s today’s glimmer.
Photo by Jeff Wheeler/the Minnesota Star Tribune
The candles held by mourners are lights in the darkness. Even in grief and pain there can be glimmers…candlelight to remember those lost. To show up. To say, “no more”…to hope someone is finally listening.
It’s been there all along, everyday. Shimmering glimmers at dawn when the rising sun bounces off the juniper tree leaves just so….and again at dusk when the sun drops past the horizon lighting the sky with a fire show! It happens everyday and all I need to do is notice it.
Noticing glimmers shuts out the cacophony of the world’s craziness, you know… and if you didn’t know, trust me. It does!
Much love, peace, and glimmers to you! The kind that stops you in your tracks and takes your breath away.
it’s a reflexive response leaves break free (it) requires one to draw from the deep well petals of purple made up or real, it matters not it’s just the breeze, fall will begin
~kat
It’s certainly been an interesting week. There was a lot going on in the world and in my little corner of it. But I didn’t realize how my focus this week, in spite of everything, has been consistently on the changes coming…a milestone birthday, retirement, simplifying things in my life as I learn to let go and embrace the autumn season of my life.
Where did the time go? I have certainly had an amazing, full life thus far and if the fates allow me a few more years, I’m think that the best is yet to come.
Whatever season you find yourself in, take time to reflect on the blessings. They pass by in a blink!
the air feels cool against my skin could this be autumn, finally here not yet I know, but oh, I take it in the air feels cool against my skin it’s just the breeze, fall will begin in due time as it does each year the air feels cool against my skin could this be autumn, finally here
~kat
I am slowing down these days. I tell myself it is the heat of summer. But the truth is I am getting older. Early to bed…early to rise…more often than not a nap in between. I feel it in my bones. It seems no matter what I try…more exercise, supplements, the latest, greatest remedies that promise to restore the energy of youth…it all eventually proves to be the snake oil that it is. I’m getting older. Just as summer is ending soon, I am adjusting slowly to the shift in the seasons of my life.
Autumn brings with it a gentle letting go, it’s true, but it also ushers in the harvest! A time to celebrate the fruits of a vibrant spring and summer. I have so much to celebrate and to savor. Children grown with children of their own and children of my children’s children now too! Longtime friends, and new ones too. A home in the woods to spend the rest of my days. Words, so many words, some that rhyme and some that dance, and music and paintings, the legacy I’ll leave behind. Kind, loving, compassionate, fair…the things I tried to be. I’m not planning an exit from this life just yet…but oh what a romp it has been so far. Perhaps slowing down is just the thing I need to realize how far I’ve come, and time to take it all in.
Much love, peace, and glimmers to you! Sometimes the brightest glimmers come in knowing.
~kat ✨✨✨💚💚💚✨✨✨
Today’s poetry form…the Triolet
triolet:
A (first line) B (second line) a (rhymes with first line) A (repeat first line) a (rhymes with first line) b (rhymes with second line) A (repeat first line) B (repeat second line)
So it is easier for you to find all the parts/chapters of my ongoing fiction series, I created a new page that lists all the links. You can check it out HERE!
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