Tuesday, January 31, 2012

trees snap their bluesy fingers

in perfect accompaniment to the tonging bells

Monday, January 30, 2012

is this

what it looks like
on the surface
of the moon?

(the confluence between the west river and the connecticut river
wearing a cratered cloak of ice)

Sunday, January 29, 2012

into the blue...

how lucky the feet that follow this path

Saturday, January 28, 2012

dear grace,

step right into the icebox that is brattleboro.
you're welcome to enter as often as you'd like.
bone chilling scenes await your daily perusal.
bring any and all of your southern hemisphere friends.
this offer good until late april.

love, brattcat

Friday, January 27, 2012

come gather on the ice

where dappled fish
nothing will suffice
but pickerel on rice.

(fishing shack on the meadows,
brattleboro retreat)

Thursday, January 26, 2012

defying gravity,

suspended in a tangle of boughs,
weighted only by his chainsaw.

Wednesday, January 25, 2012

Tuesday, January 24, 2012

fragile snow blossoms

unfurl their white petals.

Monday, January 23, 2012


in her blue eyeliner and powder

Sunday, January 22, 2012

the path

is strewn with diamonds

(i won't be able to leave comments for awhile
but please know i'm thinking of you even in my silence.)

Saturday, January 21, 2012

snowflakes, like little wheels,

spin merrily across a pane of glass

Friday, January 20, 2012

at st. michael's school

children gaze out the windows
and dream of

Thursday, January 19, 2012

in the church garden

sunlight embraces twig and stone

Wednesday, January 18, 2012

where is the little one

for whom this chair was intended?

Tuesday, January 17, 2012

little red berries

press their cheeks into pillows of snow

Monday, January 16, 2012

a raucous seam of geese

stitch a veil of darkness
to the winter sky.
safe travels.

Sunday, January 15, 2012

like rapunzel's prison

this tower sits high on a hill,
deep in the winter forest

Saturday, January 14, 2012

Friday, January 13, 2012

the veins and capillaries of trees

form a net
to bear the weight of new snow.

Thursday, January 12, 2012

i wonder

what she's dreaming of.

Wednesday, January 11, 2012

Tuesday, January 10, 2012

when this little orphaline traveled from vermont to alabama

he was alone and lost in the world.
his new best friend, genie, of paris and beyond,
has taken him into her home and her heart.
she calls him


genie reports he is purrfectly content with his new life.

Monday, January 9, 2012

how i spent my new year weekend - 7

the setting sun dispatched the last wisps of fog,
i found a real path (not the deer paths i'd been following),
and reached home an hour later, muddy, but happy.

do you suppose 2012 will be a year for getting lost in the woods?

Sunday, January 8, 2012

how i spent my new year weekend - 6

i took a path i thought would lead to the road.
instead i found myself in the middle of an unfamiliar cornfield.
i was lost with not even kernels of corn to lead me home.
and the light was beginning to fade.

Saturday, January 7, 2012

how i spent my new year weekend - 5

i flew out with my new camera around my neck
in pursuit of dream-spun light

Friday, January 6, 2012

how i spent my new year weekend - 4

a new morning dawned, a new year began.
the day was as besotted by fog as the night before had been.
finally, in mid-afternoon, the sun woke from its new year's stupor

Thursday, January 5, 2012

how i spent my new year weekend - 3

we read aloud rumer godden's
tale of ivy and holly
under the spell of the tree

Wednesday, January 4, 2012

how i spent my new year weekend - 2

night came quickly,
carrying the fog in its arms.

Tuesday, January 3, 2012

how i spent my new year weekend - 1

we dropped baby brattcat and her charming beau
at the hugging bear inn in chester, vermont
and headed back to brattleboro

Monday, January 2, 2012


brought her pencils and pens
and her paintbox
and time took a holiday

Sunday, January 1, 2012

january theme: photo of the year

brattleboro in the jaws of irene.
taken august 28th, 2011 from the top of the parking garage,
looking down over the flooded streets.

happy new year, everyone.
may 2012 bring you only good things.