painted in possibility….

By jennifer | September 15, 2013 |

I’ve chased the light each evening this September down winding roads,  across fields and ditches, plunging through brush to find sky enough,   horizon enough, to stand in that last lingering splash of kiss before the sun dives down to wake the other side. I feel hungry for it, that mystic moment, that parting flash of…

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September sunset….

By jennifer | September 7, 2013 |

I live among the trees, grand oaks and maples and sycamores and poplars that gift us with their shade and rustle, a rich sound-stage for songbirds and owls and bands of other feathered musicians who fill our days and nights with their achingly beautiful sounds. I love our trees and they mostly love us back,…

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