Fall Treasure Box

As I write and paint and sketch . . .this season, the angle of the sun reminds me of the lifted atmosphere of autumn. I breathe it in and fold into baddha konasana.

Fall comes in like a sly slow ship.
Colors change
Winds swirl
Afternoon rays scorch
ensures nature's death
So there is room for winter.

Trees stand tall
Rocks bask
Waters undulate
Hearts ignite.

The ship sails toward thick waves.
Known uncertain
Dive into cold
Treasure box found deep
ensures radiant light
So there is room for winter.

These mini sketches reveal this. See them live at Bertoni's in Warwick. Opening Saturday Sept 14th 5-7 pm. Will be on display until December 30th.

Plymouth Rocks

Misty Monskville

Burlington Sunset