November 30, 2016 by twogrow 1 Comment 11.THIRTY.16 The wind shifted and the veil of gauzy clouds broke. Small tendrils of sunshine reached out across the landscape. We strolled through mud puddles and listened to the distant waves. Rate this:Share this:PinterestFacebookEmailTwitterLike Loading...
November 29, 2016 by twogrow 2 Comments 11.TWENTY-NINE. 16 The month ahead continues to darkening around us. Approaching the first day of winter. The sun moves low on the horizon. A golden surprise in the damp understory. Chanterelle. Rate this:Share this:PinterestFacebookEmailTwitterLike Loading...
November 28, 2016 by twogrow 2 Comments 11.TWENTY-EIGHT.16 “Poking around is more capricious than studying…more intense than strolling. It’s less systematic than watching, but more closely focused. Unlike hiking, it has no destination.” -K. D. Moore Rate this:Share this:PinterestFacebookEmailTwitterLike Loading...
November 26, 2016 by twogrow 2 Comments 11.TWENTY-SIX.16 I wish For the small space between you, to dim the vastness around you. For your hearts to stretch wide, in the blur of these moments. Rate this:Share this:PinterestFacebookEmailTwitterLike Loading...
November 25, 2016 by twogrow 1 Comment 11.TWENTY-FIVE.16 If we let go our grip, we fall free, yet alone. If we hold tight our hands, our strength is as sharp as a spear. Rate this:Share this:PinterestFacebookEmailTwitterLike Loading...
November 24, 2016 by twogrow 3 Comments 11.TWENTY-FOUR.16 If I were a tree I would be thankful for: My color palette. My rustling heart song. My spirit of change. My long life. Rate this:Share this:PinterestFacebookEmailTwitterLike Loading...
November 23, 2016 by twogrow 2 Comments 11.TWENTY-THREE.16 If you soften your sight you will see the placement of the grains, the depth of the relief, the movement of the sea. Rate this:Share this:PinterestFacebookEmailTwitterLike Loading...
November 22, 2016 by twogrow 2 Comments 11.TWENTY-TWO.16 Tiny flickers like candle flames, Holding on to autumn light. As shadows fill the open space, It’s twinkle lights before the night. Rate this:Share this:PinterestFacebookEmailTwitterLike Loading...
November 21, 2016 by twogrow 4 Comments 11.TWENTY-ONE.16 Since moving to southern Oregon, we have a slightly different take on that sweet holiday phrase, “Kiss me under the mistletoe.” Rate this:Share this:PinterestFacebookEmailTwitterLike Loading...
November 20, 2016 by twogrow 2 Comments 11.TWENTY.16 We never tire of this view. Holding hands in silence. Remembering and hoping. Dreaming and wishing. Before it slips away. Rate this:Share this:PinterestFacebookEmailTwitterLike Loading...