The Trees Know

The trees know 

of water and wind

of changing seasons

Keeping their roots 

in the dark

the trees know

to conserve water

to bring forth a new shoot

to settle into change

The trees know 

of water and wind 

of changing seasons.

“Do like trees: change the leaves, but keep the roots. 

So change your ideas, but keep your principles.”

~ Victor Hugo

Clouds and Wind

My cell phone's digital images seldom report the images that my eyes see ~ the elegant grandeur of clouds that fling their grey capes over the city; collaring the blue sky to 

choke off the sunlight. But they don’t have a mirror in the water today because their windy cousin has stirred the lake so images are choppy with a few white fringes. 

Neither one listening to the other in this 

tug of war between the two giants of the 

world, no one winning today's contest. 

The clouds will just keep moving on and 

the wind will either keep blowing its own

horn or fade away in the night.

“The seasons do not push one another; neither do clouds race 

the wind across the sky, All things happen in their own good time.”

~ Dan Millman, author

On a Late Afternoon Outing

Kiwanis Waterfall Park area

When I returned to Regina in July 2020 during the COVID pandemic, one of the first places I turned to was the Regina Newcomers Club. My first meetings and group activities were over Zoom, except for the walking group. That we were still able to do in Wascana Park by keeping our distance from each other but walking as a group. The membership is still relatively low, but is recovering with the hard work of board members and the general membership. 

This evening we celebrated the group’s 60 year presence in Regina. The weather was cloudy, windy and threatened rain, but that did not stop us. We brought our folding chairs to the Kiwanis Waterfall Park for fellowship, hamburgers, salads and cake. A small group of us played a round of Bocce Ball with no rules. In general we visited, sharing family news, travels and plan for the winter. The wind did slow down, the clouds thinned, the sun escaped the clouds as it set. When the food came out, so did the wasps. It turned out to be a lovely evening and I’m glad that I joined this group of women. 

“I love meeting new people.”

~ Anne Burrell, chef