Sunday, January 22, 2017

Sunday Stroll - Nature in My Neck of the Woods



Yesterday's blue skies have faded to misty gray, so today,
this is where I want to be,
where the quiet thrum of chickadee wings greets me.


Where cedars hold me in their arms,


as the creek whispers a woodland myth of healing waters,



a myth that I believe as I breathe the forest air.



Here, amid the cedar trees, 
nature waits patiently for spring,



playing artfully in fallen logs



and painting with her winter palette.


Where ever you are, whatever the weather, I wish you peace.



Sunday Stroll Invitation - Nature in Your Neck of the Woods




What is your walking habit?  Do you park far away at the mall and "hike in?" Do you walk through your neighborhood on sidewalks?  Do you walk the same route over and over again?  Do you seek out new locations to hike as often as possible?

Whatever your habit, please join me today for a Sunday Stroll.  Even a few photos from the back deck will do, if you s.l.o.w.  d.o.w.n. to a Sunday Stroll pace, breath deeply, and notice what nature has to offer late in the month of January.

If you do snap a few photos of nature in your neck of the woods today, please share a link in the comments, and I will add you to a list of strollers so that we may all share the beauty of this world, one little bit at a time.

You catch catch up with Steve on his stroll Out on the Prairie.

Saturday, January 21, 2017

Saturday Snapshot - On a Sunny January Afternoon




As I step in from outdoors, on a sunny January afternoon,

I hear country music drifting up from the kitchen,

I see sunlight slanting in through the western window, washing the walls with gold.

I smell roasted butternut squash cooling on the counter.

I taste my Lavender Orange (Badger brand) lip balm

I feel warm and happy in the golden afternoon.



Where ever you are, whatever the weather I wish you quiet moments of reflection.




Friday, January 20, 2017

A Little Quote and a Little Note



“We went down into the silent garden. Dawn is the time when nothing breathes, the hour of silence. Everything is transfixed, only the light moves.” 





 In turbulent or difficult times, I find it especially important to connect with the calm that can be found in nature.  This is particularly true of dawn, which is so quiet and still... then hope creeps in as birds call and morning light blushes across the sky.   Another day rises... and the Earth still turns.

Where ever you are, whatever the weather, I wish you hope.








Quote from Goodreads.com

Monday, January 16, 2017

Monday Muse - Moxie Strings




One of my favorite things to do is to experience live music, particularly at small local venues.  I can't say just "listen to" live music; I have to say experience.  There is a feeling in the air at a live performance, a rhythm that moves you, and good energy circulating through the room, and it goes way beyond listening!  I am very fortunate to live in an area that supports up-and-coming musicians of very fine caliber, such as Moxie Strings.

More to come in the coming weeks... Stay tuned!

Where ever you are, whatever the weather, I wish you joy.

Thursday, January 12, 2017

Poetry Thursday - Hibernating





Where does it come from,
this deep desire to hibernate through the month of January?
Others may joyfully leap into the cold morning air,
grab their skis and poles and head for the hills...
but not I.

I have three layers on,
beneath this old sweater,
two pairs of socks to squeeze into the boots.
I bribe myself through chore time with
promises of hot tea and a lazy hour near the fire.

I have to give myself pep talks
before making the morning commute.
My modern side, woman of the 21st century that I am,
encourages year round mobility;
"Shrug it off," she says, "dive in, be strong."

My inner-bear,
     my sleepy
               winter
                   homebody
                                 self,
pours another streaming mug of tea,
grabs a book or maybe three,
curls up on the couch,
beneath a cozy quilt,
and ignores the call to action.

It is winter.

Let us rest,
              restore,
                    and patiently wait for spring.