Sunday, May 31, 2015

the fountain

above the water . . .




and in the water . . .



Saturday, May 30, 2015

blossoming


Friday, May 29, 2015

the fence line

on the fence line of the natural habitat at my school . . . . 






Thursday, May 28, 2015

tumultuous . . .


Wednesday, May 27, 2015

imprinting

they moved without moving. slowly. never looking to the side.


Tuesday, May 26, 2015

lilac sprays . . .

waiting on my dining table when i got home last night . . .



Monday, May 25, 2015

Sunday, May 24, 2015

chelsea . . .

i love this puppy of ours . . .




Saturday, May 23, 2015

the silver lining



sometimes it's very hard to look at, making it that much harder to see . . .



Friday, May 22, 2015

fading . . .

the beauty of a flower doesn't end when its bloom fades . . .



Thursday, May 21, 2015

clear and cold

coming 'round the bay yesterday, it was this clear and this beautiful!


Wednesday, May 20, 2015

Tuesday, May 19, 2015

scapes

racing across the southern ontario landscape . . .





Monday, May 18, 2015

unfolding

ferns in my mother's garden . . .




Sunday, May 17, 2015

Saturday, May 16, 2015

down by the riverside . . .

peace and quiet . . .




Friday, May 15, 2015

pansy

i love that several pansies in my front garden don't know that they are annuals and aren't supposed to return the following spring. oh and they also disregarded the fact that last night there was a "killer frost" ...
thankyou very much for being entirely you my sweet little innocents!


Thursday, May 14, 2015

Wednesday, May 13, 2015

blossoms . . .

when lovers moan,
they're telling our story.
like this.

jalāl ad-dīn muhammad rūmī



Tuesday, May 12, 2015

blossoms

standing under blossoming trees at the end of this day,
their petals literally falling on and all around me . . .

in my head and heart, a beautiful word . . . radiance . . .


Monday, May 11, 2015

abundance . . .

fallen seeds on the steps off my front porch . . .


Sunday, May 10, 2015

mother's day . . .



"a mother's love liberates".
maya angelou


on this - mother's day in north america -
i honour my mother
...
no more than i usually do mind you

because i have a deep respect for her


she was 
-and is- 
loving 
without condition

she has supported me through the course of my life 
through all manner
of life experiences
as one after another
changes have arrived
 unbidden 
unforeseen
even unwelcome

for this alone i could be grateful

it's very cool
to be in a place
of genuine mutual appreciation
and mutual admiration.






happy mother's day mum!

with love from steven








Saturday, May 9, 2015

Friday, May 8, 2015

petals




Thursday, May 7, 2015

trust ...

"if you trust in nature, in the small things that hardly anyone sees and that can so suddenly become huge, immeasurable; if you have this love for what is humble and try very simply, as someone who serves, to win the confidence of what seems poor: then everything will become easier for you, more coherent and somehow more reconciling, not in your conscious mind perhaps, which stays behind, astonished, but in your innermost awareness, awakeness, and knowledge."   rainer maria rilke


Wednesday, May 6, 2015

on the ground . . .

the leaf that very badly wanted to be winnie the pooh . . .


Tuesday, May 5, 2015

Monday, May 4, 2015

waterclouds


Sunday, May 3, 2015

masts


Saturday, May 2, 2015

a may morning


Friday, May 1, 2015