*I wrote this a while back. It has taken this long to edit and post. All accounts of the gardens and sheep are not current 🙂 Summer 2018- Adjusting to having a daughter has been surreal and overwhelming in every way possible. There is anxiety that at any second I could make a mistake that might result…
Tag: forest
Reflection Haikus
Color flows through leaves Reflection allows them see Beauty of their tree
Photo Challenge 2016- Autumn
Autumn in New England is a grand thing. The cold nights drive the bugs back to the depths of the hienus hell bogs from whence they came. That in itself, would be reason to celebrate but as an added bonus (or just nature’s apology for the summer’s unreasonable humidity,) the mountains and valleys transform into living…
Photo Challenge 2016- Layer
Spring forests in New England are amazing to behold. Bright green leaves are born of twig tips and explode to blot out the sun from the forest floor. The ground darkens and it seems like all in one week, you can no longer see the forest through the trees. I love to watch everything recover from…
Photo Challenge 2016- Path
Growing up the martial arts community it is almost impossible for me to think of “a path” without the concept of the Tao or Dao. Contrary to the notion of a well defined boulevard or road The Way or The Path has always been explained to me as more of an attitude than a plan. It is not…
Photo Challenge 2016- Secret
There have been others in this challenge who have already addressed the fact that if you show something to someone- it is no longer secret. Thus, I will not explain my entree. It is a secret!
Pictures From Acton In Autumn
I have not really been taking too many pictures of the fall foliage here, mostly because I am too busy gawking at it. My commute takes me along the back roads and past some of the most amazing views from my car window. Everyday there is a further shift toward red or gold. Each individual…
Our Little Slice Of Mushroom Covered Heaven.
I was preparing a post on how much I hate money but I scrapped it. Writing it did not make me happy. Life is too short for that, so I stopped. We went for a walk instead. There is so much life in our backwoods. I believe you could stare at a small patch of…
Emerging Life
Maine is amazing this time of year. It’s a trip to watch as sticks and barren ground explode with life. As if all the plants have to wait for frost to pass and then SPRINT for growth while the sun still shines and before the snow falls again. Quite a thing to behold. Click for the gallery and have a…
For The Love Of Trees.
The commute to the ocean has been a weekly part of my life but my physical home was always in the mountains, guarded by the giant redwoods. I was conceived and raised under their watchful bows and I am ever grateful for their tutelage. For it is hard (or at lead should be) to be surrounded…
