Category Archives: Seasons

Royalty Arrives in Richmond

Posted on July 11, 2017 by janehwilson

Four separate varieties of Daylily greet this sultry June morning—pale peach, bright yellow, tiger striped purple and blazing orange. Each one is given only a day to live, and yet they explode with joy at the living of it on … Continue reading →

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Arise, Sing, Tis Easter

Posted on March 29, 2016 by janehwilson

She used to make: • The ham biscuits • The green beans • The deviled eggs • The potato salad • The fruit salad • The coconut cake • The sweet tea • The Easter Baskets Now her energy is … Continue reading →

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In the Garden – A Summer Solstice Story

Posted on July 1, 2015 by janehwilson

In the Garden A Summer Solstice Story The longest day of the year is over and now we head Inch by inch, day by day Into the darkening. There is a sadness in The garden today It happened while we … Continue reading →

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Underneath

Posted on March 4, 2015 by janehwilson

Underneath Are my daffodils Under the snow? Will my hyacinths Make a scentful showing? What are my crocuses Pondering down there Under this deep white Coverlet? JEHW March 1, 2015

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Melting

Posted on February 24, 2015 by janehwilson

Melting Snow begins to melt in the wetlands –- Great lungs of the lake A paint-by-numbers puzzle painting Of color and sensation Snow, white against milky butterscotch water Edged in icy silver Charcoal and chocolate textured tree trunks Some crawling … Continue reading →

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The Cookies – A Valentine Fantasy

Posted on February 7, 2015 by janehwilson

The Cookies A Valentine Fantasy Would the world Dissolve into chaos If I stopped everything And made the cookies? It could be fun. The lovely sticking dough — Like mud pies of old — Rolling around the counter, Making a … Continue reading →

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Imbolc

Posted on January 31, 2015 by janehwilson

Imbolc Thirteen degrees Making itself felt Pouring through the Window panes Stopping me cold In my tracks Lonely hammock Sits on the porch Longing for a Lazy lollygagger A stack of good books A cool glass of tea Midwinter just … Continue reading →

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