Pondering and poetry by heidi viars
I found these amazing droplets of ice at the edge of the lake. They had formed at the end of some weeds which were dangling in the water. The gentle waves, ever so slowly, brushed against them and formed perfect little pellets. The right…
The play is over. The light is dimmed. The curtain is closing. A few actors are still left, Forced to move to the center stage. Sorry, there are no flowers, Only chilling applause for those who played to the end. Thank you for a…
I got out of the car and was looking so forward to the stillness and maybe a few good shots with my camera. Not far into the walk, I realized I was in some serious trouble. The entire path was covered in ice and…
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