" Some of the days in November carry the whole memory of summer as a fire opal carries the color of the moonrise." ​ {Gladys Tabor} ​ ​...

" Fair is the world, now autumn's wearing, And the sluggard sun lies long abed; Sweet are the days, now winter's nearing... ​ Come then,...

" Soon the fire is raging, smoke pooling in corners of the inky room, the crackle of flames a primal sound that calms... connecting her...

" One lost the fret, the hurry, the stir; and there rose to her lips some exclamation of triumph over life when things came together in...

" I have never been let down by autumn, to me it is always beautiful, always rich, it always gives in heaping measure, and sometimes it...

" Today can go in a number of directions, a thousand beginnings lie in front of us: we drink our coffee and reach out to a friend and we...

​ " Fall has fallen. The leaves are yellow against the dark blue-grey sky and the winds have picked up. The winds that are still warm and...

" Thoughts begin to come to me in their quiet way... " ​ {Brenda Ueland} ​ ​ The lines I read, the photographs I capture, the thoughts I...

“ There is a coherence in things, a stability; something, she meant, is immune from change, and shines out (she glanced at the window...

" To practice any art, no matter how well or badly, is a way to make your soul grow. So do it." ​ {Kurt Vonnegut} ​ ​ perusing...

" The delights of the poet as I jotted them down turned out to be light, solitude, the natural world, love, time, creation itself." ​...

" God, rest in my heart and fortify me, take away my hunger for answers, let hopes play upon my body." ​ {Mary Oliver} ​ ​ how fine it is...

" Her home was always witch-tales and words, stories into which she could escape... ​ it was the soft quiet of the stacks and the scratch...

" Each of us is an artist of our days; the greater our integrity, the more original & creative our time will become." ​ {John O'Donahue}...

" Begin the song exactly where you are, Remain within the world of which you're made. Call nothing common in earth or air, Accept it and...

" I love to sit in silence when the day is almost done and see the distant hill the paint the glow of the sun... ​ I love to sit in...

" The morning, which is the most memorable season of the day, is the awakening hour. Then there is least somnolence in us; and for an...

" The deep need to restore & hush my weary, distracted mind..." ​ {Sarah Clarkson} ​ ​ Click-clack one stitch at a time. A centering,...

"...into the quiet of this page, this moment, this light." ​ seeking joy finding peace feeling settled loving the light gathering the...

I always forget how important the empty days are. How important it may be sometimes not to expect to produce anything, even a few lines...