Tree Walkers

Reflection in Sugar River

Reflection in Sugar River

Oh to be free of myself,
With nothing left to remember,
To have my heart as bare
As a tree in December;

Resting, as a tree rests
After its leaves are gone,
Waiting no more for a rain at night
Nor for the red at dawn…

~~Sara Teasdale, from “The Tree”

A Courtyard Full of Trees

All in a Row

Planted All in a Row

Piano in Black and White

Piano Leg and Reflection

Piano Leg and Reflection © 2008 Bo Mackison

Garden Path

Willow in Reflection

Willow in Reflection © 2008 Bo Mackison

I walked along a shaded path, drifting in and out of the shadows – sometimes held in the warmth of the sun, sometimes wrapped in the coolness of the breeze skipping off the water’s surface. And once I stopped and took in my deepest breath, the inhale of the sweetest scent of Spring, and stood silently, listening to the secrets of life whispering about me.