Archive for the winter Category

Episode M1.2 – Birds

Posted in Autumn, Birds, Meditation, Podcast, Spring, Summer, winter on May 17, 2022 by blglick
A Haiku Meditation on Birds

Episode R1.1 – Winter Into Spring

Posted in Podcast, Reflections, Spring, winter with tags on April 26, 2022 by blglick
Reflections on the Change of Seasons from Winter to Spring

Episode M1.1 – Winter Into Spring

Posted in Meditation, Podcast, Spring, winter with tags on April 7, 2022 by blglick
A Haiku Meditation on the Change of Seasons from Winter to Spring

Posted in Rain, Snow, Spring, winter with tags , on March 19, 2022 by blglick

Desultory March Snow
Winter Breathing Slowly and
Contemplating Spring

Posted in Sky, Snow, sunlight, winter with tags on February 25, 2022 by blglick

Clear Blue Sunlit Day
Cold, Crisp. Floating by, a Few
Fat, Fluffy Snowflakes

Posted in LIght, sunlight, winter with tags on February 20, 2022 by blglick

Late February
The Way The Sunlight Falls Holds
More Than Frozen Ground

Posted in landscape, Rural, Snow, winter with tags on January 29, 2022 by blglick
 
Almost Suspended,
Time Lingers Above the Fields
Covered In New Snow

Posted in Autumn, Color, Earth, LIght, Rock, Spring, Summer, Water, winter with tags , , on March 25, 2021 by blglick

The First Day of Spring
Rain Softens the Horizon
Earth Breathes Quietly

Posted in Autumn, Color, Earth, LIght, Rock, Spring, Summer, Water, winter with tags , , on February 5, 2021 by blglick

As if Opposites
Attract, Nature Paints in Contrasts
Pulling in Our Gaze

Freeze and Flow Winter
To Spring, Then Summer and Fall,
The Rolling Seasons

The Light and Shadow
Of Every Passing Moment
Still Life in Motion

And We Cannot Look
Away, As One Thing Becomes
Another and Returns

Rock and Water, Earth
And Air, Nature Sings Harmony
And we are Transformed

Posted in Birds, Snow, Water, winter with tags , on January 26, 2021 by blglick

Through Storms End, Deep Snow,
To A Warm Spring That Runs Clear
All Through the Winter

A Quacking, Flapping
Urgency of Ducks rises, flees.
The Red-Tailed Hawk Stays

He Makes Eye Contact
A Glance Over His Shoulder
And Tail Feathers Shake

He Raises His Wings
As If Stretching and Rises,
Floating Into Air

Effortless, He Glides
By, Holding My Eye, Watching
Silent, Moving, Still

One Circle, Then Two
I am appraised. He is not
Afraid or Impressed

So He Turns His Head
And Slides Away, Mystery
Above the Deep Snow