Adrift

 

Scattered clouds of yesterday 

adrift in the evening sky ~

gilded by tonight’s setting sun.

“The sky and the sun are always there. 

It’s the clouds that come and go.”

~ Rachel Joyce,  

The Love Song of Miss Queenie Hennessy

Good Morning

A good morning

That’s what I call it

The sun is up 

Even if it’s behind thunder clouds

Even if it is pouring rain

As long as I’m awake and 

putting my feet on the floor 

it is a good day 

there may be 

      tears, 

   frustrations, 

             interruptions

but they may be mixed with

  smiles, 

   sunshine, 

     contentment and 

the beauty of trees, 

  grass and flowers; 

the kindness the community 

  as I go about my day. 

If I believe 

that all of the good 

is coloured grey, 

I will miss so much!

and so I wish you 

A Good Evening!

“A day is a day. It’s just a measurement of time. Whether it’s a good day 

or a bad day is up to you. It’s all a matter of perception.”

~ Donald L. Hicks, Look into the Stillness

Treasures

Cool evening

Sky still aglow

Children playing 

in the school yard

Teenagers tossing a 

frisbee in a parking lot

Two women walking 

their tiny dogs a block away

A small evergreen showing off 

little brown cones that will be seed.

Cool evening

Sky still aglow

“Treasure comes in many forms.”

~ S.A.Rodriguez,  Treasure Tracks

In the Early Evening

 

A crescent moon

A single star 

a darkening sky 

no cloud shadows 

fore or aft 

in the quiet 

of early evening.

“In the morning there is meaning, in the evening there is feeling.”

~ Gertrude Stein, writer

(1874 - 1946)

Being

 

To know one’s being after

all the glorious mess of a day 

is to allow it to blossom

in the quiet of the evening.

“Inhale and hold the evening in your lungs.”

~ Sebastian Faulks, Engleby

A Measure of Peace

Warm and mellow, 

music softens the hour, 

bringing to the soul 

measured notes of peace

found only in eventide.

“Music is the language of the spirit. 

~ Kahlil Gibran

Sleepy

The evening grows late. 

Great yawns remind me 

that my body clock works. 

Time ticks inexorably onward 

as evening grows later still.

“A well -spent day brings happy sleep.”

~ Leonardo da Vinci

An Evening Out

A screen shot from a previous event in B.C.

Last evening, I enjoyed dinner at the Casino Restaurant and took in the show at Casino Regina featuring Jake Vaadeland and the Sturgeon River Boys. I was in the company of an Epilepsy group, some I had never met and some I knew from the 1980’s. 

Jake Vaadeland and the Sturgeon River Boys are a Saskatchewan group that tour throughout Canada and Internationally. Rockabilly and Blue Grass music is the signature music of these dedicated musicians. Guitar, banjo and a base cello kept audience clapping and me tapping my toes. Humour and banter carried the evening in conversation with the audience. Old classics and new tunes were played with enthusiasm, with several of them written by Jake Vaadeland. Their encore was a medley of their talent and love of music. 

“Life and love go on, let the music play.”

~ Johnny Cash

Author's note: the one photograph I took was not successful, thus my use of the above screen shot. They do need to be recognized.

When

When leaves of trees are still

white puffs of cloud hold aloft

When air holds silence until

beautiful music slow dances

When evening light darkens

my breath slows and softens

When leaves of trees are still, 

tiny stars wish all a good night.

“…So let us welcome peaceful evening in.”

~ William Cowper

(1731 ~ 1800)

Wide Open

What a lovely evening! 

Wide open to the clouds in the sky

Vibrating with cheerful birdsong

Moist with the freshening smell of rain

Crashing thunder fades to distant rumble

And all is well.

“…So let us welcome peaceful evening in.”

~ William Cowper

(1731 - 1800)

A Special Time

A Special Time

Evening fell silently as it always has. Veronica was pleased. Some saw it as an end to the day, which she supposed it was. She had come to belief that it was the beginning of a special time.

Her children were gone into their own worlds. Her husband passed away shortly after their last child had left her with a too empty nest. Evenings had been difficult for her, but no more. An evening had become a time when she was without the distractions of the work world. She could concentrate on her latest quilting project or novel she was reading. Sometimes both. Occasionally she would be out to dinner with a friend or group of friends. Maybe to a concert or play. Phone calls to her children; taking an early evening walk. It was the daily beginning of her life outside of the work she did love. But she also knew she loved her life inside her home, so as the sun set, she cherished this special time.

“To think what is true, to sense what is beautiful and to want 

what is good, hereby the spirit finds purpose of a life in reason.”

~ Johann Gottfried Herder, philosopher

(1744 - 1803)

Respect - RESPECT - Theme for July 2023

Roving through a meadow full of grasses and daisies……….

Eventide is when the air cools, the traffic thins and days end….

Saturdays come and go every seven days, filled with…….

Phillip was fascinated by his apprenticeship……

Entertaining them was a stressful situation ……

Communication is tempered by social mores……

Tempered glass bears the brunt…….     

“Just as we expect others to value our boundaries, it’s equally 

important for us to respect the boundaries of others.”

~  Laurie Buchanan, PhD

A Cool Evening

April snow dripping, dribbling into

     pools of water from

trees etched in black at sunset

“I hear the sounds of melting snow outside my window every night 

and with the first faint scent of spring, I remember life exists.”

~ John J. Geddes

Eventide

 

In the quiet of home 

when the busyness of the day 

is put to rest, when only

the faint hum of the freezer 

accompanies Mozart, 

traffic noise is stilled 

and the silent snow awaits 

the moon, calm and peace

surround me like a light shawl

and I smile with contentment.

“It’s a funny thing about life, once you begin to take note of the things 

you are grateful for, you begin to lose sight of the things that you lack.”

~ Germany Kent