together we wed
two leaves never separate
34 years ago
I LOVE YOU !
SLUMBERING NEIGHBORHOODS
just before dawn
foggy morning walks
slumbering neighborhoods
roads filled with angels
and the song of birds
echoing through eternity
- Diane
LIFE ANEW
With feathers dipped in ink,
you wrote messages
across the cold, gray sky…
”Gather the twigs, build a nest
and birth your life anew.”
– Diane
VEILED IN BEAUTY
Like a spring bride, you arrive veiled in beauty—enough to take my breath away.
- Diane
AN AUTUMN WEEK IN EASTERN SIERRA
One autumn day, an email came in from my friend and fellow photographer, Michael Seldin. After catching up on our lives and the state of affairs of the US, we both quickly gravitated towards the subject of our photography. Michael mentioned that he had been to Eastern Sierra and Death Valley a couple of times in 2018, and what a magical wonderland it is for photographers. With one look at his beautiful images, I quickly started researching and within a couple of weeks, my husband, Bob, and I were on our way there. We had missed the full bloom of the fall foliage but enjoyed the quiet and tranquil hikes that we had all to ourselves. We never made it down to Death Valley but instead went through the spectacular Tioga Pass and into Yosemite where I had the thrill of tracking a Great Grey Owl. It was indeed, a magical trip, and we have Michael to thank for sharing his enthusiasm and encouragement to visit this area.
View many more images here: http://dianevarner.com/autumn-in-the-eastern-sierra
- Diane
THE FEAST
Deep in the woods the call croaked and the raven quaked,
“Quickly, partake in the feast!”
Over and over, I am reminded,
LIVE life to the fullest, NOW.
- Diane
INCOMING BREEZE
The soft, incoming breeze brought such serenity upon her.
- Diane
CREATIVE PERSPECTIVES
Years of sunlit mornings, creative perspectives,
enduring landscapes—so very grateful.
- Diane
MOMENT OF MELODY
a soulful moment
joyful birdsong
melancholy lifts
* * *
May we protect our beautiful environment.
- Diane
THE MAN WITH YELLOW HAIR
the earth shuddered on the day you were
elected for it knew the world had lost a leader
the ravens croaked their warnings for they
knew imminent danger was upon us
the trees trembled for they knew you would
cut down the very foundation from which this country had been built
the animals scattered your first speech
spoken for they knew only destructive, hate-filled fire would spew
the song birds flew for cover the first lies
you spread for they knew a thousand more untruths would be furiously flung
the rivers rose and roared as you “drained
the swamp” for they knew your personal sewage would poison them
the landscape darkened as you pompously
pranced upon her for she knew you would
molest her and leave her limp in despicable denial
the flowers wilted the day you spoke of walls
and fences for they knew
blossoming dreams and dreamers
would be viciously plucked of all hope
the bears, wolves and coyotes hid as you
massacred our sacred American principles
for they knew they too would be hunted down and killed
the vultures circled as your congress
remained shockingly silent for they knew
red meat would eventually be plentiful
the wasteland you created waited for it knew
it would one day turn green and flourish again.
And so it was and will be, on the day
the man with yellow hair leaves office
and takes his tribe with him.
. . . . . .
We are robust human beings with voices and a higher consciousness. There is no stopping the power of truth or the power of compassion. Hard times may linger but our thirst for justice will be quenched, our longings fulfilled. We will, one day, thrive again in this great country of the United States.
. . .
Make your voice heard. Be compassionate. Be courageous. Stand up for what you believe.
VOTE.
Vote locally, vote statewide and vote nationally.
. . .
Never stop believing in the goodness of humanity.
- Diane
