A Day's Work.......

....is done.

A family's garden has had 

deep soil tilled

It's green garden sowed.

Berry bushes and fruit trees bloom.

Supper aromas waft into the yard

beckoning all to sit at the table to

raise a glass, or a coffee cup,

while seeds sprout & plants grow tall.

In the morning, 

the dew will dry in the sunshine and

the gardeners' work will begin again.

“Rejoice with your family in the beautiful land of life.”

~  Albert Einstein

Hockey Night in......

....Balcarres, Saskatchewan!

Two teams skated onto glassy ice

embedded with red and blue.

The challenge was on!

Speeding young men 

carved the glistening ice

with finely honed skate blades. 

The puck dropped.

Hockey sticks slapped.

Players crashed into the boards.

Bundled up against the noisy cold of the hockey rink 

I was back - only a few years -

at my hometown hockey rink, 

watching two other hockey teams 

at another time 

in another town.

“There is no mysterious essence we can call a ‘place’,

Place is change. It is motion killed by the mind, and

preserved in the amber of memory.”

 ~ J.A.Baker, The Peregrine: The Hill of Summer & Diaries:  

The Complete Works of J.A.Baker

A glorious rainbow....

.....catches sun on a misty morn.

Temporary mirage of magic over impermanent raging storm clouds.

“The work will wait while you show the child the rainbow,

but the rainbow won’t wait while you do the work.”

~ Patricia Clafford