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day 338

day’s fading 
.
but
the final word
falls
to the setting sun
with a reminder assuring us
that dawn
is promised, sure as dusk
time now to settle in
to dream dreams
to rest my spent soul

~kat

More glimmers of light to keep me through the night. light is not always bright and blinding. Sometimes it is muted, in varying shades. Sometimes it sparkles. Sometimes it is a flickering glint. But always it draws us to its warmth.

Much love, peace, and glimmers of light to you.

~kat

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day 336

Sun-Kissed Blue Ridge Mountains at Dawn ~ kat 2025
blue ridge blush
.
dawn
in the foothills
glows
mountain peaks a-blush
in shades of pale vermillion
I’ve passed
these distant pinnacles
oh so many times
but hardly
noticed them ‘til now

~kat

much love, peace, and glimmers to you

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day 333 snow day

Snow in the foothills. December 2025
snow day musings

1-
snow falls soft
blanketing the ground
sounds on mute

2-
soup in the stockpot
fire crackling in the hearth
sheltering in grace

3-
winter trees
beautiful in white
frost and lace

~kat

much love, peace, and gentle glimmers to you! ❄️❄️❄️✨✨✨💚💚💚✨✨✨❄️❄️❄️


day 323

afternoon storm

dark storm clouds hover
but for a golden moment
trees kissed by the sun

~kat

I was busy working. When the light outside shifted. Of course I grabbed my phone, headed outside, and captured this golden moment. I am so grateful for this brilliant glimmer. This life is full of them.

much love, peace, and glimmers to you!

~kat ✨✨✨💚💚💚✨✨✨

Oh…and before I post this…we have a new resident here in the foothills. Meet Einstein…of course we are sharing our kibble with this hungry soul. There is always room for one more at my little house on the hill.

Yes, that’s the crows’ peanut tray. Einstein has taken it over! The crows are still here. They have joined the deer, grazing on corn. I love my diverse little community. ✨💚✨

day 320

gray dawn 

autumn’s splendor fades
into a world turned gray
all is black and white

~kat

The photo above was my first view when I woke. Hard to believe that the photo is in color. How bleak. Not at all the sight one hopes for at the start of a new day. It lurked long enough for me to write this sad little haiku. 

And when I looked again the sun had streamed in to save me from drowning in melancholy. Why did I ever doubt the dawn’s ability to fill me with hope. Same window, same color setting on my camera. Beautiful bright, vibrant dawn! 

This mercurial Gemini is wide awake now, reconsidering my first thoughts of pulling the covers up round my ears and staying in bed. It’s a new day ready to be seized!

I learned something about myself. How easily I can be influenced by my surroundings for better or for worse. It would be wise for me to remember to draw from the light that resides within…to pause…to breathe when things get dark. Life is rarely just black and white. A pause gives it time to reveal its true self. 

Anyhow some silly thoughts on this bright, promising Saturday morning. The day did start with a glimmer after all! (As if there was any doubt!)

Much love, peace, and glimmers to you. 

~kat 

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