Hello, sun in my face. Hello, you who made the morning and spread it over the fields and into the faces of the tulips and the nodding morning glories, and into the windows of, even, the miserable and the crotchety…
It grew in the black mud. It grew under the tiger’s orange paws. Its stems thicker than candles, and as straight. Its leaves like the feathers of egrets, but green. The grains cresting, wanting to burst. Oh, blood of the…
Beauty surrounds us. – Rumi
This morning the green fists of the peonies are getting ready to break my heart as the sun rises, as the sun strokes them with his old, buttery fingers and they open– pools of lace, white and pink– and all…
Paris in Charleston? It’s why I am here. This historic American city is beautiful and nuanced. Charleston’s Gateway Walk celebrates an anniversary today. On April 10th in 1930, The Garden Club of Charleston opened this public downtown garden walking path.…
They tell me she is beautiful my city That she is colorful and quaint alone Among the cities. But I, I who have known Her tenderness, her courage and her pity; Have felt her forces mold me, mind and bone.…
“A strong lock hides something extremely precious…the thicker the veil, the more valuable the jewel, for a hoard of treasure is guarded by a large snake. Do not dwell on the hideousness of the snake, contemplate instead the dazzling and…