How is it possible that, on a morning when the clouds, curling back upon themselves, and giving up only momentary corridors of bare sky, on a morning when those maddeningly small tokens of blue taunt and tease a rain-weary, fog-weary heart, how, I ask again, is it that the sighing wind, bending toward the naked oak tree, can carry a burst of bird song through the myriad layers of a morose winter morning, piercing the frozen edges of a january nap
prodding and poking me out of my
By what miracle does a Carolina wren,
the tiniest of wintering birds,
on the gloomiest of winter days, sing in the only voice the universe gave it,
an April voice, conjuring up a stunning moment of spring, and bestowing a blessing
on the rain besotted morning, anointing my eyes and ears
with the chrism of its winter anthem, just in time to save my dispirited soul from the depths of winter silence?
I ‘met’ Joe Spado aka Spadoman at Haiku My Heart one Friday last year and have been deeply moved by his writing and his stories ever since. He always had an encouraging word to brighten my day whenever he visited my blog. I rejoiced with him when he took his last bike trip and mourned with him when he gave up riding. I loved his sense of humor!
Always, I felt more peaceful after a visit to his blog or after reading his comments on mine. I was saddened to read that he had passed away suddenly yesterday. I am sharing this, one of my favorite images of Mary in his honor.
I looked hard for a postcard to send to the hot and arid Arizona landscape, from which so much love and joy arrives each week. I am blessed to receive Rebecca’s loving posts from her blog Recuerda Mi Corazon.
Sometimes she sends flowers, sometimes poetry, always there are the joyful and rich colors of her world. And always she sends an outpouring of love. It reaches me here in my watery island world which is, at the moment, filled with green.
Saturday, a virtual package arrived – delicious gorgeous hibiscus tea in icy pitchers -perfect for a hot summer day. My favorite tea!
I can not grow hibiscus here in this temperate zone, but I can order it from an organic grower and I do. It has become one of my favorite ingredients to add to various herbal teas that I make for summer and winter use.
Many of the herbs I use in my teas are growing where I can reach out and touch them as I type. I felt so much joy as I wandered my tiny garden yesterday. The intricate designs on each leaf caught my attention as I wondered about the Creator’s design for me.
So here is my offering to you, Rebecca. Photos of my herbs – up close – showing their beautifully designed leaves.
Each one can be added to your tea, for nutrition, healing, calm, rejuvenation, sleep, vitality. Gifts from our great green earth!
May you drink your tea in good health and may you know that your beautiful garden, Recuerda Mi Corazon, grows here in my part of the world!