evensong

The moon magnifies,

the songbird sits,

silent,

while the branches raise their limbs in mute praise.

And the day draws to a close.

Evensong.

april 11th

Blessed are all bulbs and seeds,

for they are promise of a spring to come,

for they are symbols of a world to be,

a promise of immortality,

of life out of death

and hope within despair,

of whiter dawns on other days,

of harvest, beautiful and brown,

of plenty and prophesy.

William L. Stidger

It was warm today, warm and windy. The day holding promise of sunnier tomorrows. Seasons without end. Yesterday afternoon I sat outside with mom for a little while. I bare armed, mom in blankets. Wondering how many more tomorrows we would share and basking in the warmth and light of the day and the moment. Thankfulness filling our hearts.

spring day

Surprisingly mild temperatures after last night's snowfall

leave miniature puddles in the peeping tulips.

Spring, it holds me

in its cleansing waters-

Rebirth and renewal

yet again.

april first

a sundog hangs low in the evening sky

mallard ducks are migrating north and congregating in the fields

march 30th

march 29th

Tentatively spring thrusts forth some timid shoots

and wee plants bask in the sunshine.

Each day they peep out a little further,

as if not yet sure that winter is truly gone.

mother and daughter

Canada slips away, Pickering to Quebec City to the mighty St. Lawrence and finally even Newfoundland's snow covered mountains disappear from view. The hiking boots are waxed and the camera gear packed into a backpack. Fellow passengers pull down their window shades and disappear into a world of movies and television. I leave my window bright and marvel at this great vast country that I am blessed to call home. At the end of the day Maria will be meeting me. I can't wait.

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Oxford

I wandered about this city, admiring medieval homes, ancient universities and cobble-stoned roads. Maria and I enjoyed a sandwich and a pint in The Eagle and Child, a Lewis and Tolkien hangout. In the evening we listened to men's voices raised in song in the Christ Church Cathedral.

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Charlbury

Simply a lovely little town. Old homes higgeldly-piggeldly placed along narrow roads and footpaths. I felt like I had walked into a postcard. As I walked through the cemetary by the Roman Catholic Church the bells started to play. It is a Charming place, and I was charmed!

Together we set out in the afternoon to explore the Charlbury countryside. Past an estate, past fields of sheep, ancient trees, and through the woods.

Corfe Castle

At the head of this town stand these ruins, a testimony to the passing of kingdoms and the frailty of man.

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Kimmeridge

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Lulworth Cove

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near Wool

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Lyme Regis

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