A blogger near Seattle
Lessons learned about life; pearls of wisdom I’ve gleaned through pain, failure and honest reflection
Found this mushroom on one of my walks last week. Edited the photo as well as created the design in Adobe Spark. Font: Lora.
as the sunlight wanes
the sunflower sings boldly
a gentle wind blows
in the autumn rain
petals holding reflections
ghosts of the summer
Night progresses
Into morning
Streetlight flickers off
‘Tis Monday. You ready for the week? It’s a grey day here in Seattle, hence the grey poem.
I hope that gives you everything you need with grace and dignity.
now walking at night
the day’s rain has faded
such grace in silence
summer’s grace
in autumnal rain
forgotten
Walking in a neighborhood park past play equipment that often fills with delighted children, now sits empty. Have children forgotten such things?
the arriving dawn
early morning silence
the sound of home
A view from my neighborhood. Seattle’s murky skies: my vision of home. One of them, at least.
wind dancing through firs
rain taps upon my window
night drifts to the west
Tis a rainy Seattle night, what we’re famous for.
Image crafted with Adobe Spark, Lora font.
within dawn’s grey light
rise and meet our potential
calling geese move south
This morning greet with grey skies; very common on Seattle’s autumns. A weekend filled with rain awaits. Many rain drenched memories arise. Cafes, such sanctuaries of warmth.
eastern sky’s darkness
awaiting the morning light
suburban silence