after-rain
spent storm clouds disburse
skies blush amber-red at dusk
mist floats through the hills
~kat
For your glimmer today…a bit of humor using the photo I took of the western lawn this evening. IYKYK…☺️
Much love, peace, and comic relief glimmers after a crazy day. ~kat ✨✨✨💚💚💚✨✨✨
the day the circus came to town
the bloodied ground was ripe
with asinine assumptions…
while back to school slaughtering
overshadowed by martyrdom
set the air afire with diversion
but the list exists
alive and well
with tales to tell
~kat
In times like these, brevity is the safest way to respond to the absurdity. It’s tempting to join the cacophony of speculation…but it is prudent to refrain from adding to the noise.
Much love, peace, and glimmers to you. (today’s glimmers are the moments I remember to breathe)
~kat ✨✨✨💚💚💚✨✨✨
What personality trait in people raises a red flag with you?
not gonna brag…but…
words are meaningless
so instead of telling me
show me who you are
~kat
It’s been a while since I took a snapshot of my little African Violet. She’s doing well in the window facing morning sun. And she is the perfect example for my little poem in response to today’s prompt. She doesn’t need to brag about blooming. She just blooms.
Much love, peace, and glimmers to you!
~kat ✨✨✨💚💚💚✨✨✨
red sun at dusk
fires in the north
rage on, turning the sun red
smoke knows no borders
~kat
This time of year the western sky is often blush red and amber as the sun sets. But today the sun itself was crimson red. From the news I learned that this phenomenon is caused by smoke in the atmosphere from the wildfires in Canada. It was an odd sight. A glimmer if you will that reminded me that the earth does not concern herself with boundaries or walls or borders. We are all citizens of the world.
Much love, peace and glimmers to you wherever you hang your hat. I see you.
Before I call it a night one more glimmer. So rosy bright is the sun today that even the moon has taken on a golden pink hue. As under the sun by day, we all sleep under the same moon.
walks with Gabby
the air is cooler
maple tree leaves are turning
memories of home
~kat
Being a Midwest kid who transplanted to the eastern mid and south Atlantic regions of this country had been a culture shock when life first took me east. We spent the day yesterday driving by old neighborhoods, schools, unrecognizable downtown buildings that have either deteriorated, been renovated, or are no longer standing, paved over into a parking lot. It’s very weird. I didn’t grow up here, my partner and our friend did. It was so entertaining for me to hear them talk about the old haunts, stories of their wild teenage years, teachers that made an impact on them, their families, friends, and to feel their joy when discovering that some of the old dive bars that they hung out at were still standing and open for business! Memories. It was wonderful to watch them tour down memory lane.
We ended the day at a wonderful restaurant. Good food, great company, and engaging conversation. Needless to say as exhilarating as the day was, I was exhausted by the end of it, but this trip has been so good for both of our souls.
And we brought Gabby along too! She has been such a good little traveler. All around a good trip. Some of the interesting discoveries we have made on our walks around the hotel have been so interesting. So there are your glimmers. I know there is a skeleton of a small critter, maybe a squirrel, amidst the sights…I found it beautiful in the sense that it had been left undisturbed allowing nature to reclaim it along with the leaves now beginning to turn and fall around it.
Much love, peace, and glimmers to you! ✨✨✨💚💚💚✨✨✨
~kat
like mercury colliding... 