Each morning, first thing: canopy over Little Crum Creek.
awake– felled trees– the clarity of our time
….snowfall ….spaces that shape
January 9, 2017
September 20, 2016
July 12, 2016
July 3, 2016
June 13, 2016
May 18, 2016
an ancient sphinx long ago posed the riddle
whose answer all who heard were already living.
More recent wisdom emboldens one to “live the questions now”
so to grow and embody the answers tomorrow.
These days, by Little Crum Creek, a Nessus sphinx moth (Amphion floridensis)
suspends the lesson between a beckoning lilac and its transfixed observer,
unfurling a feeder toward ephemeral blooms before the season passes.