Oct31 In my coffee cup a spider weaves a new web— autumn’s first surprise. Oct30 Into its shadow a bell releases one note— autumn loneliness. Oct29 My next-door neighbor comes up with a new excuse not to rake his leaves. Oct28 Deepening autumn— my old grey tabby’s ninth life withers like a leaf. Oct27 My next-door neighbor keeps raking leaves in the rain— autumn loneliness. Oct26 my meditation: the sacredness of water flowing over stones Oct25 Autumn loneliness: within its shadow the bell gathers one more note. Oct24 First song of autumn: a golden plum leaf trembles in the fading light. Oct23 Into emptiness that no ringing bell can fill, a blackbird enters. Oct22 Beyond the vineyard the village church’s old bell tolls out the seasons. Post navigation ← Older posts Privacy & Cookies: This site uses cookies. By continuing to use this website, you agree to their use. To find out more, including how to control cookies, see here: Cookie Policy Follow Following Mark M. Redfearn Join 482 other followers Sign me up Already have a WordPress.com account? Log in now. Mark M. Redfearn Customize Follow Following Sign up Log in Report this content View site in Reader Manage subscriptions Collapse this bar Loading Comments... Write a Comment... Email (Required) Name (Required) Website
Oct30 Into its shadow a bell releases one note— autumn loneliness. Oct29 My next-door neighbor comes up with a new excuse not to rake his leaves. Oct28 Deepening autumn— my old grey tabby’s ninth life withers like a leaf. Oct27 My next-door neighbor keeps raking leaves in the rain— autumn loneliness. Oct26 my meditation: the sacredness of water flowing over stones Oct25 Autumn loneliness: within its shadow the bell gathers one more note. Oct24 First song of autumn: a golden plum leaf trembles in the fading light. Oct23 Into emptiness that no ringing bell can fill, a blackbird enters. Oct22 Beyond the vineyard the village church’s old bell tolls out the seasons. Post navigation ← Older posts Privacy & Cookies: This site uses cookies. By continuing to use this website, you agree to their use. To find out more, including how to control cookies, see here: Cookie Policy Follow Following Mark M. Redfearn Join 482 other followers Sign me up Already have a WordPress.com account? Log in now. Mark M. Redfearn Customize Follow Following Sign up Log in Report this content View site in Reader Manage subscriptions Collapse this bar Loading Comments... Write a Comment... Email (Required) Name (Required) Website
Oct29 My next-door neighbor comes up with a new excuse not to rake his leaves. Oct28 Deepening autumn— my old grey tabby’s ninth life withers like a leaf. Oct27 My next-door neighbor keeps raking leaves in the rain— autumn loneliness. Oct26 my meditation: the sacredness of water flowing over stones Oct25 Autumn loneliness: within its shadow the bell gathers one more note. Oct24 First song of autumn: a golden plum leaf trembles in the fading light. Oct23 Into emptiness that no ringing bell can fill, a blackbird enters. Oct22 Beyond the vineyard the village church’s old bell tolls out the seasons. Post navigation ← Older posts Privacy & Cookies: This site uses cookies. By continuing to use this website, you agree to their use. To find out more, including how to control cookies, see here: Cookie Policy Follow Following Mark M. Redfearn Join 482 other followers Sign me up Already have a WordPress.com account? Log in now. Mark M. Redfearn Customize Follow Following Sign up Log in Report this content View site in Reader Manage subscriptions Collapse this bar Loading Comments... Write a Comment... Email (Required) Name (Required) Website
Oct28 Deepening autumn— my old grey tabby’s ninth life withers like a leaf. Oct27 My next-door neighbor keeps raking leaves in the rain— autumn loneliness. Oct26 my meditation: the sacredness of water flowing over stones Oct25 Autumn loneliness: within its shadow the bell gathers one more note. Oct24 First song of autumn: a golden plum leaf trembles in the fading light. Oct23 Into emptiness that no ringing bell can fill, a blackbird enters. Oct22 Beyond the vineyard the village church’s old bell tolls out the seasons. Post navigation ← Older posts Privacy & Cookies: This site uses cookies. By continuing to use this website, you agree to their use. To find out more, including how to control cookies, see here: Cookie Policy Follow Following Mark M. Redfearn Join 482 other followers Sign me up Already have a WordPress.com account? Log in now. Mark M. Redfearn Customize Follow Following Sign up Log in Report this content View site in Reader Manage subscriptions Collapse this bar Loading Comments... Write a Comment... Email (Required) Name (Required) Website
Oct27 My next-door neighbor keeps raking leaves in the rain— autumn loneliness. Oct26 my meditation: the sacredness of water flowing over stones Oct25 Autumn loneliness: within its shadow the bell gathers one more note. Oct24 First song of autumn: a golden plum leaf trembles in the fading light. Oct23 Into emptiness that no ringing bell can fill, a blackbird enters. Oct22 Beyond the vineyard the village church’s old bell tolls out the seasons. Post navigation ← Older posts Privacy & Cookies: This site uses cookies. By continuing to use this website, you agree to their use. To find out more, including how to control cookies, see here: Cookie Policy Follow Following Mark M. Redfearn Join 482 other followers Sign me up Already have a WordPress.com account? Log in now. Mark M. Redfearn Customize Follow Following Sign up Log in Report this content View site in Reader Manage subscriptions Collapse this bar Loading Comments... Write a Comment... Email (Required) Name (Required) Website
Oct26 my meditation: the sacredness of water flowing over stones Oct25 Autumn loneliness: within its shadow the bell gathers one more note. Oct24 First song of autumn: a golden plum leaf trembles in the fading light. Oct23 Into emptiness that no ringing bell can fill, a blackbird enters. Oct22 Beyond the vineyard the village church’s old bell tolls out the seasons. Post navigation ← Older posts Privacy & Cookies: This site uses cookies. By continuing to use this website, you agree to their use. To find out more, including how to control cookies, see here: Cookie Policy Follow Following Mark M. Redfearn Join 482 other followers Sign me up Already have a WordPress.com account? Log in now. Mark M. Redfearn Customize Follow Following Sign up Log in Report this content View site in Reader Manage subscriptions Collapse this bar Loading Comments... Write a Comment... Email (Required) Name (Required) Website
Oct25 Autumn loneliness: within its shadow the bell gathers one more note. Oct24 First song of autumn: a golden plum leaf trembles in the fading light. Oct23 Into emptiness that no ringing bell can fill, a blackbird enters. Oct22 Beyond the vineyard the village church’s old bell tolls out the seasons. Post navigation ← Older posts Privacy & Cookies: This site uses cookies. By continuing to use this website, you agree to their use. To find out more, including how to control cookies, see here: Cookie Policy Follow Following Mark M. Redfearn Join 482 other followers Sign me up Already have a WordPress.com account? Log in now. Mark M. Redfearn Customize Follow Following Sign up Log in Report this content View site in Reader Manage subscriptions Collapse this bar Loading Comments... Write a Comment... Email (Required) Name (Required) Website
Oct24 First song of autumn: a golden plum leaf trembles in the fading light. Oct23 Into emptiness that no ringing bell can fill, a blackbird enters. Oct22 Beyond the vineyard the village church’s old bell tolls out the seasons. Post navigation ← Older posts Privacy & Cookies: This site uses cookies. By continuing to use this website, you agree to their use. To find out more, including how to control cookies, see here: Cookie Policy Follow Following Mark M. Redfearn Join 482 other followers Sign me up Already have a WordPress.com account? Log in now. Mark M. Redfearn Customize Follow Following Sign up Log in Report this content View site in Reader Manage subscriptions Collapse this bar Loading Comments... Write a Comment... Email (Required) Name (Required) Website
Oct23 Into emptiness that no ringing bell can fill, a blackbird enters. Oct22 Beyond the vineyard the village church’s old bell tolls out the seasons. Post navigation ← Older posts
Oct22 Beyond the vineyard the village church’s old bell tolls out the seasons. Post navigation ← Older posts