On a few small acres in the hill country of central Texas, we live by watching, feeling, and waiting. Together, we come to know by loving and love best when we care enough to understand. Our Loves: limestone, leaf-vein, scales, feathers, friends, and all their shifting reflections in the waters of a small Creek.
Light and Dark (April 7 and 8, 2014)
From the sighting of a ringtail cat on our road up the hillside, to morning's light in the Great Oak, to screech owls' tremolo a couple hours shy of midnight, this Creek's canyon moves us to stillness. I am not leaving.
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