as much as it is an engine for our happiness. Water quiets all the noise, all the distractions, and connects you to your own thoughts.” — Wallace J. Nichols * * * Photo by Mary O’Connor © 2014
standing still, silent, tiny speck in vast splendor— portrayal of peace * * * Haiku poem by Mary O’Connor © 2014
Come freely. Go safely; and leave something of the happiness you bring.” — Bram Stoker Enjoy this Day of Thanksgiving! * * * Ivy and dried hydrangea welcome wreath, Main Street, Essex, Connecticut. Photo by Mary O’Connor © 2014
Dark has come and long shadows reach and whisper as forest faces peer from the darkness of this place where before I lingered and listened to the lyric of the leaves but now must yield to waiting creatures of the night. * * * Poem, Timeshare, originally published in Dreams of a Wingless Child, by Mary … More Timeshare
But I have promises to keep, and miles to go before I sleep.” — Robert Frost * * * Gilead, Connecticut, photo by Mary O’Connor © 2014
Overnight they fell, floating and curling their way through darkness while I slept and spirits dozed, as naked trees bent to the ground, the face of the earth covered its eyes and the crickets came inside. * * * Poem, Rusty Leaves, by Mary O’Connor, originally published in The Aurorean, Fall, 1998, and reprinted in Dreams of … More Rusty Leaves
would be if I lost my love for the ocean.” — Laird Hamilton * * * Kite surfing at Mayflower Beach, Dennis, Cape Cod, Mass. Photo by Mary O’Connor © 2014
Consider the giant oaks holding up their arms to the owls and crows, to the woolly bears and the tiny titmouse— and take comfort in their reach. Think of the sugared maples, changing their leaves to gold, their shadows to shade. See the towering pine, dusting the globe of the moon—and be assured. Trees—when studied— … More Requesting your presence
“There are moments when the Universe quietly whispers, ‘Come here, I have something to show you.’ She did it just the other day and showed me this.” — Jen Payne, Look Up! * * * Photo by Jan Logozzo © 2014
all the hating eyes under the sand somewhere…” — Anne Sexton Photo by Mary O’Connor © 2014
Life Is Full of Sweet Spots 