A couple years ago I spent some time in Sedona Arizona. Along with Santorini and Maui it was one of the coolest places I had ever been. It’s hard to put a name on this feeling. I found myself emersed in the energy and craving quiet. The light, and the sunsets in this place felt curative. Every now and then I still wonder…”what was that!?”
a deep feeling of well being –
in red rock country
this glow infused my spirit
For Tanka Tuesday over at Colleen’s where the prompt this week is a theme “Map” . To stop by and do some reading or participate go here
As spring creeps in, I keep waiting for the charm of a proper snowfall. This unseasonably warm winter seem to have fooled no one but me. The young leaves of the butterfly bush takes a stand. They look sturdy and healthy. They’re not going anywhere, despite their encounter with a transient snowfall. They’ve suffered no harm.
spring comes alive plant pots at the garden’s edge wore winter like clutter
Dverse Poets Pub where Frank Tassone is hosting Haibun Monday and the prompt is “Spring”