Author Archives: hernibs
It takes an artist to see beauty in an old mirrored tile at a garage sale and then to hang it on a cedar tree. Lovely.
Night air is moving in,cool, salted slightlybut still we lingerwatching the skychange into it’s night attire,pink, purple, golden. Waves lap at the floating dock,men throw crab traps into the water,hope mixed with beauty and seagull songs. A jet scrapes a … Continue reading
As much as I hate abbreviations, this is one I love.
The whole town sits a block awaylistening to plugged in instruments,screaming lyrics of inspiration so loudno one can hear them. I sit here beside the sea,waves beat rhythm on the shore,sea gulls hum their own calm tunesand rocks trade placesas … Continue reading
It’s the Garden of Eden after the fall,with beauty, beasts, mosquitoes and all.We weren’t content with perfection back thenoh how I wish we could do it again.I’d stifle those voices of discontentthat wooed me and charmed me to be hell … Continue reading
Hisnibs has tomatoes in the greenhouse so I planted one plant in a pot to seehow it would do. It’s happy at the front of the house where it gets lots of sunall day. We’ve already eaten some lovely sweet … Continue reading