#FF — Swarm

  PHOTO PROMPT © Sandra Crook It started when we cut the trees. Bigger animals, i.e. bears, deer, squirrels, snakes, bats, rabbits, birds, mice, and such up and left. We never noticed before how much trees’ leaves shaded us from Sol, who seems to burn hotter every year. Their cooling umbrella now gone, and because…

Doodads — wild rose, ginkgo, red pine, and ferns

I took a walk out back today to take pictures of the ginormous wild rose bushes with their innumerable prickles and ended up taking current pics of the 3 red pine and the 3 baby ginkgo trees and a few other things. Further out back I remembered where an ever more massive bramble of wild…

Larix decidua ‘Pendula’ / Weeping European larch and dVerse OLN

Rising from the soil as Kun rises from water a green furred dragon. Brown scales gleam when she rests, as heaven’s grace flows to and fro. Lillian is today’s host of dVerse’ Open Link Night. One of my old co-workers in the juvenile probation officer job ended up leaving and putting his teaching degree to…

dVerse — Quadrille Monday — Scuffed

Wound silky thread, row upon row, maker’s bark woven // yet fatefully scuffed; existential shorthand all understand. There remain no untroubled bits. If perchance you see none, know the pulp beneath. Mycellic intraveni creep up from roots; we’re nourished as we return to dust. Yesterday, older son and I took another walk out along The…

dVerse — Prosery — Mother’s Embrace

taken by my older son on 050921 “Only mouths are we. Who sings the distant heart which safely exists in the center of all things? – from Rainer Maria Rilke, “Heartbeat.” “Clear!” It’s the last thing I hear before everything goes blank. I don’t know how much time has passed, but I’m conscious again; yet…