Hiking through a “ cathedral of trees” is a healing balm for the anxious and unquiet that often lives in the mind. Immersed within the covering of forest, and leaves, there is a comfortable protection that surrounds, and exclamations of thankfulness fall from my lips. Within the trunks of these graceful aspens, are the dark … More Wander forward through the trees….
Blue can be a color, or a state of mind. The sky being blue is miraculous, but the state of feeling blue, not so much. It permeates you’re being, and lingers longer than expected. Being blue is something you can just shake off, and get happy. It is there to be contended with and explored. … More It’s a blue view….
Lean back, and take a load off …gaze into the welcoming blue water, let the gentle wind tickle your nose …the view from the hammock. It does not disappoint… the gentle swaying back and forth, the occasional chirp of a bird happily flying overhead in the tree, the pause button on your life is pressed. … More Dock Visits…
Pardon me if I obsess over this floating bliss of laying flat out face to the sky on the top of the lake. I’m on “Topajo”, or as I now realize in a lightbulb moment, on the top of Lake Joe, the most northern point in Hamer Bay, on the lake. The world goes away … More Reflections of grandeur….
….and there is nobody there to hear it, does it make a sound?“ Whenever something or someone breaks, a weakness or an abrasion, a inner wound was first there festering, and rotting away at the bones of the tree, the inner sanctum, long before the fall into painful oblivion. The area where the tree breaks … More “If a tree falls in the forest…
Hey… that rhymes… and that makes for a happy face. It’s the little things, like words working together, and dripping off your tongue in a way that amuses you…. that is what a rhyme does for me. The decrepit picnic table has now been moved to the front porch. It’s turned out to be such … More Red neck front deck…
As with most plans, change arises and the unexpected, and, the outcome of what you thought would occur, differs, often times dramatically. The rise and fall of her chest indicated that she is sleeping peacefully. Her mouth hangs ajar, her lips are pink, and the occasional snore creates sound in the otherwise ominously silent room. … More The Care Gift….
From my dreams came the notification of a text message. Is this part of the dream, where am I, what is this noise, what is this beeping sound? It feels like a clanging alarm in your head, and yet somehow the brain can incorporate this sound into your dream… how does this happen? The sharp … More Walk..pray…listen….
Distinct early morning chirping, and the determination of one rosy breasted Robin has informed me that the relocation nest was not the desired real estate location for this Mother. She has decided that the bright yellow forsythia wreath which adorns my front porch was a more suitable location. I can’t exactly blame her, it is … More It’s all about the birds….
The architecture of this nest is intricately and wonderfully beautiful. It was located high up on my lights out in front of my house. The owner of this nest had good intentions to be sure. It was carefully sheltered underneath the highest peak of the roof, away from rain, snow, and too much wind, or … More Take a staycation….
Jilly Brandon 