The Gathering Geese

This Season's Gold

Early morning and the air is fresh and icy after the night’s sleep-stealing full moon. What brings me out from the warmth of my writer’s nest on this chill autumn morning? The geese! Aye, the … Read more…

September’s Air

September's Air

Autumn is sailing in. The cool morning air, teased by the rising sun, forms fast-thinning veils of vapour over the lake. Past, present, and future is carried in these mists. It is where the dreamer … Read more…

The Kestrels

The Kestrels

A flash of chestnut-brown and black tinted wings followed by an ascending call of kee-kee-kee told me that I was sharing my writing contemplation space with a kestrel. From the first sighting of a female … Read more…