Mattie’s Bush

There is a Lantana bush in my front yard I call “Mattie’s Bush,” because my friend and wildlife photographer Mattie Bryant would spend hours photographing it from every angle.

Early Morning Color

When I went into the kitchen this morning a flash of color caught my eye, a bud on my Hibiscus had opened.  I have had this plant for years, if memory serves, since 2005, it didn’t cost much, maybe $25 USD, you can find them for a similar price at any home center.  This is … More Early Morning Color

Mattie’s Eyes

Mattie’s eyes are of the deepest brown, they see. Mattie’s eyes see. The single drop of morning dew on a flower’s petal. Mattie’s eyes see. The glowing colors of a rainbow under cloudy skies. Mattie’s eyes see. Jewels on the beach cast up by a generous sea. Mattie’s eyes see. The full Moon set against … More Mattie’s Eyes

Goodbye 2011

In a few hours 2011 will be over.  I’ve had some mixed feelings about it, in a lot of ways it has been a rough year.  I have had two of my 2010 wedding clients lose their Mothers to cancer, both died too young, a friend lost his brother, and in the same month endured … More Goodbye 2011

A Summer’s Day

We gathered on a midsummer’s day, friends, family,  joyous all. The time had come, pledge for pledge, our promise of two lives as one. Celebrating, we danced under evening’s magenta sky, we danced till the stars came to bid us farewell and goodnight. Today was our gateway, we now walk the path hand in hand. … More A Summer’s Day

I Can Wait

I can wait. Till we meet for the first time. For that first time we touch and feel the spark. I can wait. For our first time alone. For that first tender kiss. I can wait. To feel the softness of you in my arms. For the first time you whisper my name as you … More I Can Wait

Moonlight

Moonbeams shine in and caress my love. Soft skin, pale as milk, glistens in the faint light. Past dew covered hills I view a landscape of gentle beauty. Her eyes are shut to all in the world but this moment. Long raven locks dance on shoulders, cascading waves of perfume over me. The sweet scent of gardenia … More Moonlight