Sunshine Days and Foggy Nights
Day 3 Nature Series and one of the most magical poems ever written. This morning started off foggy here in Helsinki and the air seemed to swirl with magic. I wish you joy. I… Continue reading
Day 3 Nature Series and one of the most magical poems ever written. This morning started off foggy here in Helsinki and the air seemed to swirl with magic. I wish you joy. I… Continue reading
I love March. As I slip and mulch my way through slippery, muddy tracks and melting pools of snow. I relish every soggy, crunchy bit of it. What’s not to love? Spring starts… Continue reading
School is out. Summer is here. The days are filled with kids traipsing in and out of our home. Trips to the library. Walks and chats with my son. Extra-long cuddles. Cloud-gazing. Lazy… Continue reading
The first blog post after a long break is always the hardest to write. There is a self-imposed pressure to write something so brilliantly memorable as to be worth your while. Something worthy… Continue reading
“I say if your knees aren’t green by the end of the day, you ought to seriously re-examine your life.” ~ Bill Watterson These photos are brought to you on bended knees, dusty… Continue reading
“When the winds blow severely, rains fall fiercely, the lightning flashes, the thunder roars, the bold descends and storms of trial become severe, grieve not; for after this storm, verily, the divine spring… Continue reading
The air is soft. The wind is mellow. The sun warms the very bones of this good old earth. The world thaws. The remaining patches of snow is sucked deep into the ground.… Continue reading
Sometimes when I become unsure of life, I take a moment to look at the birds. At their wonderful sense of ease and assurance. Their unmistakeable confidence. The unruffled presence. There is a… Continue reading
“If we are not happy and joyous at this season, for what other season shall we wait and for what other time shall we look?” ~’Abdu’l-Báhá Happiness is to want what you already… Continue reading
Tucked away in a secluded cove is a little patch of sandy strip I call my Secret Beach. I come here to sit a while. This is where I release all agitation and pry away the… Continue reading