Full of potential

Pastoral scene

On My Walks

Two words from my walk: contrails and cows.
I looked up at the sky towards the Foothills and saw six white feathery lines marking where jets had passed. Falsely they appeared to come right out of the mountain like steam from a volcano. I wondered what the sky would look like if each [...]

On My Walks

When I walked today, the sun had passed over the Foothills so much of the target of my gaze was in shadow. But when I looked up, the second ridge of the mountains was bathed in bright light. Like a spotlight, the sun drew my attention to the hilltop. Everything seemed to [...]

Unusual leaf

First snow of the season

On My Walks

Why did changing over from daylight savings time cause such a disruption to my walking schedule? I’m not sure. I had been happily walking in the mornings but after the time switch (and the cooler weather, to be honest), I decided to try walking in the afternoons.
It’s not working. When I started [...]

Water, water everywhere…

Words

What we see, and like to see, is cure and change.  But what we do not see and do not want to see is care, the participation in the pain, the solidarity in suffering, the sharing in the experience of brokenness.  And still, cure without care is as dehumanizing as a gift given with a [...]

Fluttering?