Winter started on schedule this year, settled in comfortably, and kept it’s grip. And now, again as if on schedule, the three foot snowpack diminished, making it’s own way to swell streams.
The geese fly overhead, and the first tremblings of Spring growth reveal themselves.
The incarnation of the Hill Dog transits our lives.
In her wake we are,
Kinder to each other,
Richer in love,
Stronger in faith,
Brighter in spirit.
It’s a beautiful first day of May and the 10th Anniversary of Hill View. As we reflect on the first 10 years and gaze into the future, we send our thanks and appreciation to the clients and friends who have placed their trust in us.
Joy, Peace, Love, Respect
Live it… everyday
A dry, pale, season it seemed at first.
Subtle colors seeped slowly to a vibrant burst.
Evidenced today, this peak,
Autumns’ climax lasts a week.
Harvest Time Joy
Mother Nature and her merry makers’ moon shadows play across water and sand.
Mating with the wind, the ancient common fire spirals loosely, dancing starward.
Rising close, the harvest moon, swollen and bright, watches all from beyond the nearby pines.
On the shore, backs to the dark, eyes roll back, necks lengthen, mouths posture.
Hill Dog’s chorused howl travels the night.
Tom’s horses are in the back yard again,
anxiously awaiting him and Sheila
to come and feed them apples.
Clifford Picnic is over.
Two weeks of tropic heat are ending.
The Perseid meteor shower is on the next new moon!
Puck rarely says his name on quiet evenings anymore.
Sirius becomes less prominent.
The Ski King pines for his season.
Share warmfort now with loved ones,
Dream of sharp crystal cold nights;
They’ll be here soon…
This is Midsummer in the Elkmtnarea.