The Bookish Kind: Just Right

Saturday, November 3, 2012

Just Right

These little vintage rose gems have become my favorite cup of choice. They are just the right size for warm drinks or any drinks really, ...not too little and not too much, but "just right." I will enjoy my herbal tea all winter from these dainty vessels.

Photos by M. Woodruff

Rosey and small

Cheerful and bright.

A warm welcome sight on

This cold autumn night.

Joy

I will never tire of the wind,
be it a cold winter blast
that takes me off guard
with it's bitterness,
or an exhilarating spring or
fall tempest that sweeps me away.
I get caught up in it every time,
...it's as if the wind is calling
my name to come out and play.
The trees become my cohorts,
...those gentle giants that sway
back and forth with delight,
as they gracefully bend to and
fro - they get caught up every time,
too, and are surely clapping their
hands in mirth.
In these moments, I am a
beautiful bird who was made for nothing more than ascending
to the heights where the currents await me. Joy.

For the beauty of the earth