Wildflowers Dreaming before Arrival of Frost


Wildflowers dreaming

before arrival of Frost –

too early sharp edge

cuts a cold black line through green,

bright colours bleed, turn white , crack.


2:28 AM EDT Friday 01 September 2017

Environment Canada
Frost advisory in effect for:

  • Elliot Lake – Ranger Lake  (Ontario, Canada)

Some plants may be damaged or even destroyed by frost.

An Arctic high pressure area has cleared the skies and winds are light. As a result, frost is expected early this morning as temperatures drop to near the freezing mark.

Frost advisories are issued when temperatures are expected to reach the freezing mark during the growing season, leading to potential damage and destruction to plants and crops.

Note: Normal Night Time low,  11 degrees Celsius .




Read with care

Read with care these words written on the memories of trees. Get to the root of meaning as you leaf through thoughts obscure, spoken in the tongue of dreams.


How like a feather –

thoughts unfurl over night sky,

can you hear them now ?

It is not an example of a tree.

What can i do;
They like it.

Our stalks do not overwhelm the essential needs of forest breezes.

Bothering to give up deforestation, learning what is really attractive –
however, in the end, some governments now have “it” as a major part of the grid.


We offer the opportunity to share problems.

To find out,
Go to the other side of your bark.


Some of the land stirs –

lifting up its green fingers,

writes down year’s circle.


Clouds wash away cares –

now dry broken promises,

moist with sad regrets.


Born nearby, she takes water off for a part of surrender.


Tomorrows branch out –

lines twist , soft words drip down,

thirsty roots drink thoughts.


Somewhere in The Middle of Something

I have stood still and stopped the sound of feet

When far away an interrupted cry

Came over houses from another street,

But not to call me back or say good-bye;

And further still at an unearthly height,

One luminary clock against the sky


Proclaimed the time was neither wrong nor right.

I have been one acquainted with the night.

Robert Frost  Acquainted with the Night



Postcard from Other-side

Having a great time, just need to adjust to the quaint customs and local environment. Beautiful out on the piazza – noonday shadows dance so elegantly. No problem as long as you don’t step between movements. The colourful cracks in the pavement create fascinating patterns, and are incorporated into the street art. It is not difficult avoiding stepping on them when they are in motion, even at night; they’re very luminescent. The odd little birds that everyone warns you about only sing in the early hours before dawn, so tightly sealed windows and closed blinds are necessary. Very peaceful here, really.