Tag Archives: Changing Seasons

winter: to be or not to be?

..very first day of November… It is indeed November. The trees speak of it. The air sings it…my sinews feel it. It is golden, but a much different golden than October’s….deeper… more red and orange than yellow….and something else. Some … Continue reading

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Something Else (Diary of A Mad Hatter)

sometime in late august… where is everybody? no ravens. no birds. only a lone squirrel. The birds have been scant for some time. is it the season? are they off doing more important stuff? fluffing there nests for winter? or … Continue reading

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The Cessation of Time

  by P. R. Lowe copyright July 4, 2016 July1st (already?). Time just seems to be cruisin’ on…..like a swift sail boat in a high wind….then just as swiftly it comes to a crawl like a sick slug. Sometimes it … Continue reading

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Elixir of Love

by P. R. Lowe copyright © April 27,2016 …a light rain falls…seeping into the hungry ground and liberating the scent of sweet earth and the fecund forest floor…a goose heralds from the lake…the air is filled with the heady aroma … Continue reading

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The Good Ahhhhhhh…

copyright © by P. R. Lowe March 10, 2016 Early march. The Woodpeckers have begun their drumming. I have heard an occasional spring peeper and a few deep, low and lazy “kerrrrr ruuuuuumps” from which is no doubt a very … Continue reading

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Return of the Light

copyright Dec 10, 2015 by P. R. Lowe The moon forever there her stare gracing the world in slumber and under her spell we fall in love with the day and the sun on it’s way again and again and … Continue reading

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Veiled

by P. R. Lowe copyright May 15 , 2015 (written Dec. 11, 1971) After the first snow when fields lie pressed to the earth and grasses are turned to beige the death that wails between clacking branches and empty hollows … Continue reading

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