Karen L Higgins
Leftovers
Another wave of nausea hit as Johanna stared at the small basket of leftovers on her table. She turned her back and tried to breathe...
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Karen L Higgins
When Seasons Collide
Sometimes, seasons flow into one another effortlessly, graciously, making way for a new phase of life. But sometimes seasons collide, one...
Karen L Higgins
Like Flowers Before Thee
Sun-warmed petals unfurl one by one, leaving behind the hardness of winter, the uncertainty of spring. Quiet, yet joyful in their...
Karen L Higgins
New Creation
Newborn leaves shouting a flamboyant green unfurl from bare branches. Spring! it all cries, jubilant to be alive. The rhythm of the...
Karen L Higgins
Blankets
At times harsh realities blow on my door, grief and disappointment rain down in icy pellets, clouds cover my soul, dull and dreary. An...
Karen L Higgins
Lost and Found
March, 2003 I stared at my ring finger. Something looked different. Off, somehow. I peered closer and felt my heart plummet to my toes....
Karen L Higgins
Closed Doors
Surrender is all around me as leaves let go, swirl in the wind and fall to the ground. Their brilliant colors turn drab, and soon they...
Karen L Higgins
One More Bloom
Summer has grown tired. Weary of holding its head up, it droops and withers, turning brown and insignificant. I feel the same weariness...
Karen L Higgins
"Bloom Where You're Planted," she said.
A wise woman once said something to me, just one sentence, and cliché though it may be, it stopped me in my tracks. Those simple words...
Karen L Higgins
Considering the Lilies
The aftermath of goals met and dreams realized. A new home in a new city. Jubilation mixed with exhaustion. Bitter mingled with sweet....
Karen L Higgins
Turning a New Leaf
"Out with the old, in with the new." Why does that saying set my teeth on edge? Is it just me? Maybe it's because I like the old. Because...
Karen L Higgins
Teetering on the Edge of Hope
The tiptoe into spring has begun. Yes, the trees are still bare, the rains drizzle on and cold winds seep into my bones. Yet even so if I...
Karen L Higgins
Roots
A mighty wind. Pounding rain and hail, shoving creation around as if it were nothing. An ancient tree falls it's roots exposed for all to...
Karen L Higgins
Winter's Wait
The earth is still and silent in the hush of winter. Cocooned in a blanket of frost, fog and certainty, it rests and waits, knowing the...
Karen L Higgins
Clear as Mud
The rains have begun, and with the rain comes mud. Sticking to shoes, tracked into the house. Yes, I've put my garden to bed for the...
Karen L Higgins
Creepy Things
It started out as beautiful... A sprig of ivy, a secret dream, a wishful yearning. An opening window, seeming as of no consequence....
Karen L Higgins
Gone to Seed
All washed up. Past its prime. Burned out. Gone to seed. I wander in my garden trying to avoid fat spiders in the center of iridescent...
Karen L Higgins
One Day
One day a rock dropped into my path, replacing sunshine, laughter and the scent of ripening fruit with disbelief, horror and darkness. I...
Karen L Higgins
Abundance
Anyone who has a patch of flowers knows that July is a time of abundance. A vast array, a parade of textures, colors and scents, from the...
Pocketful of Posey
Fickle yet Faithful Phlox
How can a flower be fickle and also faithful, you ask? The faithful part is easy to explain. Phlox is happy to bloom from July through...
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