What We’re Meant For
Today I notice the Weeping Cherry, and the beautiful intricacy of the ice on her limbs captures my attention. Ice on the Weeping Cherry A swirling scaffolding of crystal sparkles in the late afternoon sun. It’s so beautiful that I almost forget how terrible this weight is for my Weeping Cherry’s fragile branches. She’s not […]
The Weeping Cherry Speaks
My husband calls me over to the Weeping Cherry because a bright red cardinal hides within its branches. He flies away before I see him. The gloom settles on the tree; it too chokes and freezes with each news release surrounding Penn State. This isn’t going away. It shouldn’t. I observe that little tree and […]
After a Rain Shower
It stops raining, and so we go outside just to take a look at things. The peony might just bloom this weekend. Peony Soon And maybe the yellow iris. Yellow Iris Almost Here The weeping cherry won’t bloom for us again this year, but if we part the leaves like a great green curtain, we […]