



–photos by me
–photos by me
i am a priest
in the temple
of the forest.
i go there now
seeking solitude
in the frosty morn.
the path of leaves
soon gives way
to a carpet
of golden needles;
i have reached
the inner sanctum.
here, great pillars
reach into the sky
opening a portal
between heaven
and earth
–photo by me
as an introvert
i feel a little
like the ripples
in a quiet stream
as compared to
the crashing waves
of extroverts
in rougher waters–
yet i know
that the world
needs us both
–photo by me
why first snow
is so alarming,
i’ll never
understand–
it makes my world a charming
winter wonderland
–photo by me
snow in the flowers
has all too quickly become
flowers in the snow
–photo by me
o mother earth
giver of all life
you wear your
jewel-encrusted
flowing blue robe
like a great queen
your shimmering
emerald auroras
crown your brow
with ghostly tiaras
you are a tiny isle
of life in a vast
ocean of death
you are a bright
sky-blue tv screen
in a pitch-black
living room
they say that those
who’ve seen your
sphere of life
against the utter
emptiness
of space are
forever changed
shatner cried
–photos by me
come along
don’t make a fuss
just hop aboard
the magic bus
and head out to
the woods with us–
we’re going to have
some fun;
there’s herbs
and mushrooms
everywhere
and wildflowers
for your hair–
the eager elves
and fairies there
already have
begun
–photo by me
I stopped out at Stephanie’s farm today to check on Skittles. Yea, she has a new name; we could hardly call her Blue Eyes anymore– they’ve turned dark brown in the last few months. Skittles, apparently, has something to do with the fact that the dogs follow her around; I didn’t inquire further.
She lost her spots a while ago, and is growing fast. I took some video of her bounding around the place, but I haven’t edited it yet. She sure seems happy, though, and I’m glad she’s accepted there as one of the gang.
I think she may be a little too dependent on Stephanie, the way she follows her around. I read a story once about a gal who also took in an orphaned fawn, and it became so attached to her that it would jump in the shower with her. Stephanie assured me her situation wasn’t that dire… yet.
It was a nice visit, but when feeding time came, it was time to get out of the way!
–photos by me
if you go hiking
to get away from it all–
you’ll bring it with you
be out there to be out there
and for no other reason
–photo by me