Author: belindabotzong

I am a writer of historical fiction currently working on a novel based in Washington State from the years of 1900-1945. I love to write poetry and prose inspired by Creation, as well as share in life's journey through grief, mental illness, and travel. I am very blessed to be able to pursue my passion of writing, creating, and sharing my thoughts here.

Hummingbird Waltz

Hummingbirds waltz in a dizzying series of whirls and twirls — up and over and down and around the pair stays in perfect synchrony. Apart they glide then hover then back together for another frantic dance. 
Red breasted robin marches and hesitates across the dried grass. Watching, waiting, filling her beak with breakfast then chirping her praise.
Rising sun casts long shadows highlighting tree tops and moss and rooftops with early rays. A perfect cerulean sky covering the new day. Still, cool air and heavy moistness of morning dew coats the earth in refreshment. A new day. 

Harbor Gulls

A flotilla of Canada geese ride the tide like buoys buffeted by wind and wave. They reach a waterfall of hose water with Seagulls screaming over the heads of fishermen cleaning the dock. One gull walks along the rail of a stairway while another is chased by the heckle of The ever bossy Crow. The rest toggle for position on a warehouse roof constantly on the move lifting and soaring and landing over and over hoping the fishing men can spare a morsel of the daily catch. They cry out in celebration, anticipation, and watchful investigation of what they might find to taunt the others. A rainbow forms over a gull pelted with hose water from the fisherman as the sunlight creates a colorful array. Sailboats speedboats ships and yachts create a spay of waves pushing the geese into safe harbor. 

Morning Calls

Creation breathes life into a new morning with gentle breezes. Tree tops sway lifting arms of praise stretching toward the sky. 
A flock of ducks form various shapes in their synchronized flight toward a new day of ever changing scenes. High above the ground they fly in formation performing their perfected routine. 
Hummingbird announces his arrival at the feeder as he begins his rituals of flight and feeding.
Lone crow steaks across the sky calling all things to order in his loud cackle –
Morning calls another day with pink stretching into blue. An array of random clouds shaped and textured highlight the pale blue sky. 

Lovers in Watercolor 

Fingernail moon tinged in pink hangs high over the bay and bids the setting sun farewell. Heavy breezes lift and release splashing waves. Watercolor strokes paint billowing sails on a backdrop of blue hued islands etched into the horizon. 
Two gulls tango over deep slate colored tides rolling into the harbor. A red sailboat with crisp white sails turns back toward open water for one last roll in the waves.
Rose scented breezes blow over the park bench where two lovers lean shoulder to shoulder speaking softly of bittersweet things — past, present, future. 
A thousand times they have graced this spot to ponder, to plan, to work it out, to sit silently watching that ever present and familiar view but never growing weary of its sameness. Never growing weary of each other.
Content to love and be loved. Comfortable in the silence or the sounds. Holding hands and reminiscing. Thankful to live in such beauty and their precious peaceful glorious life. 

Sunrise Sunset 

Darkness fades into the brightened eastern sky as sunlight returns to bring another cloudless day. First chirps break Stillness of morning and hummingbird dancers begin their warmup. Stretching and twirling in the coolness then resting again in anticipation of another day spent flitting and racing through the trees, between the houses and up over roofs in their frantic ballet. 
The edges of yellow pink sunrise fade into the deep blues of heavens canvas. 
Evening
Creamed streaks spread high and thin coating the evening sky awaiting sunlight’s final dip into the sea. 
Hummingbird clicks and chirps a final melody chasing his beloved across the sky and through branches anticipating restful nesting. Finding one last taste of lavender and roses and Hydrangeas wearing lacy blue caps and purple Pom Pom buds. 
Daisies await closing time covering their round brown faces in petals of gold. 
Sun bursts into flaming clouds streaking the sky with gray smoke-like wisps and bids another day adieu. 

Nature's Symphony 

Dappled light of sunrise changes shadows to shimmers on the gently swaying leaves. A hummingbird flits from branch to branch playing his staccato notes of joy like a percussion instrument in natures symphony. The flutes of the songbirds join in with soprano and the crow plays baritone. A red breasted robin suddenly appears on stage from her hiding place under the elderberry bush. Worm in beak she quickly jitterbugs across the garden taking refuge amongst the hydrangeas to enjoy her wiggling feast. A lone honeybee adds his hum to the procession of natures musicians as he feeds on the nectar and fragrance of fully bloomed lavender and roses and daisies with a twist of raspberry. 

Buttermilk and Berries

A quart of buttermilk clouds spreads over a clear blue canvas sky. 
Lavender lays drooping from the weight of a fresh watering. Raspberries hang heavily ripened and waiting to delight the tongues of visitors. Tangy sweet blackberries await an early harvest beside a long country lane while hawks swirl and swoop above seeking and preying.
 A lone lama feeds lazily on a dried field refusing to engage with those traveling down the road past the river.
 Purest green flowing ever westward on the timeless gentle current of the Skagit river.
Rusty barbed wire fences toppling into an abandoned and brittle field of long neglected alfalfa. 

Morning Life of Birds

Shadows receding over dew drenched fields. Thick coolness of the morning filled with loud chatter of sparrows. Pristine blue cloudless sky welcomes the brightness of the sunrise. Honeybees tasting lavender flavored nectar and daisies complete their grand opening for a first taste of sunshine. 
The sparrow takes leave of his elderberry tower, quickly replaced by a chirping hummingbird, wings resting from her incessant fluttering. Stillness falls over everything then suddenly she takes flight once again to investigate flowers and buds and feeders in her day long cycle of rest and flight. 

Twilight

Perfectly cloudless sky of pale blue edged in transparent pink sunset. Starless and moonless evening settles into stillness of summer night. 
Barely moving harbor seal peaks beneath the gentle ripples of evening tides. Gulls call out remembrances of their day in flight and head into nesting areas for rest. 
Mist lightly hovers between Lummi and Orcas with their outlines etched into the fading blue sky. No breeze this night as the water gently sways a lone gull determined to get one last bite before sleep calls. Boats head into harbor and the brine scented shore calls sailors back to firm footing. 
First star suddenly appears above the western slope of a pale blue canopy high above the horizon. It twinkles and shimmers its tiny light calling to others to make an appearance in the twilight sky. 
The leaves are still and no wafting current of air is felt as the sky gradually darkens calling an end to a glorious hot summer day