Looking for Rainbows

Thunder is rumbling in the distance.
Raindrops streak the windows as I peer through
at squalls raking the silvered bay below.
Bursts of luminescence break through the gloomy skies 
spraying bright hope here and there, 
and so I step outside to look for rainbows.

This afternoon I find none, but as I wait, 
and these words form themselves in my mind,
the passing storm moves out to sea,
and now the sun warms my face.
and thoughts of love warm my heart.

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Murder on Astaak

There was a murder out on Astaak Point yesterday morning, November 14. Biggest flocking together of crows I’d ever seen. Noisy too.

It was one of those spectacular mornings that made me get up from the computer every 15 minutes or so and take a ton of pictures. I hate editing and trying to choose just a few to share on social media so I fell back on my old standby method of dropping the whole shoot into the movie maker and picking a song to go along.

So enjoy a morning on Astaak Point at my new home above Clam Bay, Nova Scotia and listen to Boy George and Culture Club perform one of their most lovely songs. Continue reading