Category Archives: nature

day 70

Wow…I don’t know if the turkey hens were impressed by this display, but I certainly was, as these Toms strutted their stuff in spectacular fashion! I had just stepped away from my desk for a short break to make a cup of tea …just in time to witness the spring Turkey trot right outside my window.

It feels like spring now. What an amazing glimmer to start my day! I’m so glad I had my phone close by so I could take photos of this annual ritual to share with you.

Meanwhile, the world continued on its chaotic roll today, but there is one thing I know…our leaders cannot cancel spring!

Peace, Amoré ❤️🌹❤️ and glimmers to you!

~kat


a small, significant consolation

at least they cannot cancel spring
as they dismantle everything
healthcare, justice, who needs those
education…that’s got to go
America now has a king

he’s on a binge of firing
while dancing on a puppet string
vile dictators, his band of bros
at least they cannot cancel spring

trees alive with songbirds singing
longer days, blue sky, sun shining
rain-drenched earth where seedlings grow
whatever happens, we can know
nature keeps the world spinning
at least they cannot cancel spring

~kat

Today’s Poetry Form: The Rondeau

The traditional rondeau is a poem consisting of 3 stanzas, 13 original lines, and 2 refrains (of the first line of the poem) with 8 to 10 syllables per line and an A/B rhyme scheme.  

A(R) 
A   
B   
B   
A    

A    
A   
B   
A(R)  

A  
A  
B  
B  
A  
A(R)  


day 69

almost spring

spring is springing
bud-bursts dot the towering trees
spring is springing
morning breaks with songbirds singing
the scent of greening on the breeze
filling our hearts with joie de vivre
spring is springing

~kat

Happy almost spring to you! There are glimmers everywhere…especially now that spring is in the wings! For today, I am happy to ignore the spin and chaos and just enjoy the beauty of the season. Soon the hills will be covered in green dotted with bright perennials, and the trees will burst with leaves just in time to shelter nesters and fledglings. And the doe will be fawning… I wonder if we’ll have a set of twins or triplets wandering through as we have in years passed?! Even in the midst of dreadful daily news spring gives us so much look forward to in gratitude!

Peace, love and spring glimmers to you!

~kat


Today’s poetry form…the Rondelet

The Rondelet

  • 7 lines
  • Lines 1, 3, and 7 are refrains
  • Refrain lines are 4 syllables long, other lines are 8 syllables
  • Rhyme scheme: AbAabbA


day 63 … and there’s more

Even the TURKEYS are restless this morning!

Sending more glimmers to you…don’t forget to breathe!

Love and light to you!

~kat


day 52

shifting

winter’s fading
melting away under the sun
winter’s fading
remnants of snow veiled in shading
linger, though the shift has begun
the days grow warm, spring’s soon to come
winter’s fading

~kat

These days when it feels like there is never enough time (hence, this late daily posting), there is also the acknowledgement that time brings change, welcome change in the passing of one season to the next. Those in between seasons are my favorites. Autumn when the cooling temperatures bring a refreshing relief to the heat of summer and spring when the frigid cold of winters warms and a new cycle of life begins. There is hope in the in between. Dare I say “a glimmer”?!

Peace, love and warm glimmers to you!

~kat


Today we try our hand at the Rondelet. (You know I love a good refrain!). Here are the bones of a rondelet poem:

  • 7 lines
  • Lines 1, 3, and 7 are refrains
  • Refrain lines are 4 syllables long, other lines are 8 syllables
  • Rhyme scheme: AbAabbA

day 49

The deer of Bramlett Mountain ~ kat
a deer sighting

gentle visitors
emerge from the trees at dusk
grace before a storm

~kat

There is another s snow event heading our way. They name snow storms now you know. This one is named Kingston. He is carrying a ton of snow to our region. At least that’s the best guess of meteorologists. 

The name Kingston is old English and means simply, “the king’s town”. And a thought occurred to me and made me smile. We don’t have a king here. Not here in these foothills…not in this state…not in this country. Not yet anyway. But right here, right now, I have visitors who happened by. Graceful, beautiful  souls to remind me to go gently into this night. Come snow by dawn or not, Kingston is just passing through and spring is coming. Most surely, spring is in the wings.

Gentle peace, love and glimmers to you. 

~kat