• Michele

Welcome Home



This winter morning was foggy with a delicate, soft quality of light, as if a white lace shawl was draped over the shoulders of the distant hills. Slowly fog began to recede, revealing a gradual atmospheric transition to blue skies and sunlight. While in this liminal space, fog and sunlight bowed back and forth, creating wave patterns across the hills.


And geese rose up to join the dance.

 

Over the Last Ridge

And into the Valley I've

Come to Know as Home


I Know All the Ways

The Light Falls, Where the Creeks Run

When the Breezes Rise


Come Now, Walk With Me

The Few Steps to My Front Door

To Be Welcomed In

 

Welcome Home

(Pheasant Branch Conservancy)

2022 PhotoMidwest Spring Member Show

- Photo by Michele Gast

- Haiku by Byron Glick


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