Grey day, Sycamore Stands nearly naked in place Cold winter morning… Nancilynn Saylor 2017 January
To everything,turn, turn,turn…
It is only the second day of the year and I am preparing for two funerals. […]
New Day/New Month/ New Year
Happy 2017 everyone! It has been a very laid back start to my year. I have great plans for this year! You just watch and see! We had our Hoppin’ John for supper and our temperature reached 63 degrees today. We should have good fortune according to legend and my wise daddy. We are expecting […]
Winter winds
Cirrus cloudsBuffeted by late December winds Nightfall on the wing… Nancilynn Saylor, December 2016 Photo of the western sky
It’s Christmas
It’s dawn thisChristmas morning, 2016. Here in Texas, it’s seventy degrees as red fingers of dawn streak through the trees. The Sycamore leaves, dried brown and crinkly, still cling to its fifty foot span, each passing breeze sends one or two more drifting below where they gather informally like the early arrivals at a cocktail […]
Winter’s approach
Brisk dry air with 23 degrees. Sun shimmers on autumn colors Winter solstice nears… Nancilynn Saylor, December 2016
Cold December sky
27 degrees wind chill 14 Real taste of winter… Nancilynn Saylor 12/18/16
“…to every thing there is a season”
While working last week, my friend and I heard a thump on the plate glass picture window of the shop… I had a sickening feeling in my stomach because I’ve heard such thumps before. I sighed as I went to the door and looked out. A small bird lay, stunned, below on the sidewalk. Rushing […]
Ad Astra “Rocket man”
The news tonight said our first “Rocket Man” has passed. At the age of ninety five, John Glenn has “slipped the surly bonds of earth,” words from the poem High Flight, that both my father and I loved. I first watched space travel in a school classroom in the early 60s. I […]
Remembrance
December is a hard month for me and my family. My siblings and I lost both parents during this month & my oldest sister lost her only son. I try to fill the days with thankfulness and Christmas joy but the truth is, a pervading sadness seeps through. I awoke this morning with thoughts of […]
Nancilynn is Writing again 