Reflections: Nature's seasons 21 Articles

by Cory Sanborn

Picture Perfect The ground, still and silent, laminated with yellow thatches cut and shaped to the specifics of nature. Distance resulted in the broad trunks and limbs to appear, deceitfully appear, slender and in refle...read more

by John Calhoun

On a path strewn with the colors of wild roses, violets, and forget-me-nots, a bright flame peeks above the northern horizon, and daybreak comes tiptoeing into the late arctic summer, as if afraid to spook the flocks of ge...read more

by Rebekah Blackwolf

In Love Lingers A Prisoner and in them A Silent Desire, part 1C The dying fire, it's own warmth long faded as was her confidence, left just a faint hue of orange, faintly flickering in the blue of his eyes. She wat...read more

by Karen J. Slanie

What Month Am I Oh my God! It's freezing this morning! This is gonna be a long shift if it doesn't warm up here soon. As usual I only have 30 more days to get warm before the next shift starts. Management. . .not mu...read more

by Glenn Pasewicz

There's a white throated sparrow singing outside the office window. I love the white throats because you never quite know what you're going to hear. They stick to the main script, but ad lib their lines. They sing the lyri...read more

by Julie Frederiksen

Sunrise in Yoncalla, Oregon Mists slowly snake their way from the mountain tops shrouding the trees with cool fingers. Dawn's pink clouds stretch and blend with the veil of white. Slowly the eastern sky lights up in J...read more

by Stuart Leopold

As Seen Through A Doorway My open door is a picture frame that has captured the rich, deep, warm colors of fall. How brilliantly it displays the transition of life that is reflected in the colors of the leaves that re...read more

by Susan Crook

FOR THE WINTER PEOPLE Summer is given way to Fall where I live. It's a beautiful time of year. The overhead canopy explodes into a multiplicity of splendor, making any menial trip to the marketplace a feast for the eyes....read more

by Sandra Cole

SMELLS OF THE SEASON From our beginnings the scents of our lives have the power to evoke primitive memories. A few days after birth, babies will laboriously turn their heads toward their mother's clothing when they sme...read more

by Court Moss

Personally, I treasure each season as they come go and go. Each one has its own unique ability to capture your senses and emotions. In Spring, the rain falls and the flowers bloom. I think the smell of rain is Spring's tra...read more

by Michael Bettencourt

HIBERNATION It's too bad humans gave up hibernation. I read an interesting article once about how our bodies still prepare for winter, taking on extra weight, lengthening sleep patterns, changing metabolic rates. The ...read more

by Starri Knight

Spring came in finally. Melting away the darkness of the bleak and weary winterscape with its warm breath. Giving life and dripping love into everything. Washing away the snow. Washing away the ice and the despair. From wh...read more

by Carla Hansen

The Month of March A haze of freezing, wet dampness fills the empty spaces between the trees. Black branches crack open the soft gray sky as brittle, long lifeless oak leaves shudder with each gust. It is solitary. S...read more

by Ella Mad

Spring and summer have their charms with the renewal of life and warm summer evenings spent roasting marshmallows over a raging bonfire, but even as I bite into the warm gooey goodness, my mind wanders to the months ahead....read more

by Carolyn Paradis

WINTER Snowing again today. Squirrels dart along their cedar branch highways; the two young black brothers chase each other in a mad spiral, up one tree and down the next. Snow sifting down through the branches of the...read more

by XINYU HU

Spring. Summer. Winter. Fall. North. South. East. West. Earth. Water. Fire. Air. Sun. Moon. Stars. Sky. Everything that is itself contains an oppoself. That is why we have the seasons. Together, the seasons symb...read more

by Mukesh Sharma

I can see it in the fading pansies in the flower pots on my deck. A season is about to change. I can see it in the aisle's of department stores where kids, with Mom's in tow at a distance, grab the latest school fashio...read more

by natureserenity

While living in the city, I experienced nature's seasons very simply. Summer was hot and humid with the smell of fresh cut grass and oil on the asphalt. Fall was chilly, windy with bags of leaves piled on the sidewalks an...read more

by Susan Hicks

Biking the Hole An unseasonably warm November day beckoned me to my favorite bike path on Cape Cod. The Shining Sea Trail from Falmouth to Woods Hole is one of the most magnificent places to revel in nature at its finest...read more

by Susan Olson

Spring (In Michigan ) I woke up and my roommate came home soaking wet. It was raining. I wasn't appreciative. I got ready and went to class. It w...read more