Knox does not waste his

time worrying if there will

be a shortage of 

squirrels and sticks. Perhaps I can 

learn from all he has to teach.

JDG

Knox stands whining at

the door. ever ready to

explore. He has no

use for my lazy ways, not

even on these rainy days.

JDG

I issued myself

a restraining order and

reluctantly held

my tongue much to the relief

of many who know me best.

JDG

Though the sky was gray,

all along the path tiny

purple flowers bloomed,

offering me a chance to

shift my focus, change my mood.

JDG

Late February

and tiny buds begin to

appear. Like us, they’re

hoping the visit from March

is without bluster and fuss.

JDG

We can become so

fixated on the grayness

of the day that we

miss occasional clearings

and shinning moments of light.

JDG

Bed made, dishes done.

Dog, cats, and birds all fed…

a short break before

surveying what’s next in store,

where my footsteps will be led.

JDG

It just took a glimpse,

but that small blue patch among

all those clouds made me

pause and through that opening

joy poured, washing cares away.

JDG

Silently saying

the word, “open”, as I breathe 

in and out helps me

slow down, relax and open

to what is right here, right now.

JDG

Damp leaves glistening

in the morning sun announce

the start of a new

day. May we too reflect light

in winter’s recurring gray.

JDG