winter
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Old Scars, New Leaves, Life, etc.
In one quiet corner of my homestead stands a Japanese maple—slender, graceful and deeply meditative in its presence. Each year, it sheds its leaves in winter, leaving behind a bare, delicate frame. It never fails to catch my attention, this ritual of letting go. The once fiery foliage falls away, one leaf at a time, Continue reading
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Ephemeral as Spring, Eternal as Love
Seasons turn like the pages of an ancient story—each one a chapter of transformation. Winter wraps the world in stillness, its bare trees whispering tales of endurance. The rains arrive with their twin gifts—renewal and tempest. Winter is beautiful, but summer is blissful. And between them lies spring—the magic of life itself. What better herald Continue reading
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