The Full Cold Moon chaperoned the winter solstice, rare but unseen, veiled by clouds. Three nights later, waning and shy, it donned a lacy veil to peek through branches in the Christmas Eve sky. Tonight, for Christmas, it presents itself proudly on a clear black backdrop, a glowing prophet in the night. Continue reading
Last night, as I lay in bed, glitter sparkles danced across the black stage of my closed eyelids. I watched in wonder.
For a few seconds, their multicolored display made my wakefulness a blessing.
On the shortest day of the year I awoke with good intentions.
I made a point of noticing the world around me at the start of the day:
Bunnies are safely harbored out of sight, out of reach, out of danger from my patrolling dogs. A siren screams in the distance. I hope everyone will be alright.
— Kim Kishbaugh (@kkish) December 21, 2018
I fed my dogs, read the news and got down to business. Continue reading
No doubt it was an errant toss that landed us two newspapers this morning: one on the porch, the other hiding in the bushes.
Will I know twice as much when I’m done reading?
Because one set of haiku simply doesn’t do justice to the speed with which she comes running when she hears me swear…
Vacuum cleaner dog
as long as you’re in the house
food spills clean themselves.
No mops needed here.
Your tongue outscrubs, out-Swiffers, Continue reading
I still play that game where one looks up at the sky and hunts for hidden shapes in cloud formations. It’s not always easy living in an urban area. Continue reading