Tuesday, December 25, 2018

Tuesday, December 11, 2018

Saturday, December 1, 2018

Friday, November 16, 2018

Saturday, November 10, 2018

The Last Rose of Summer

...or, the first rose of Autumn.

Wednesday, October 31, 2018

Reflections of Halloween




Bonfires burning high on a hill
Chanting and singing - voices then still
Hush child, no sound make,
Here - - or they’ll see,
Silent among us is what we must be.
Mist lifting slowly, fluidly turns
Winding around the fires that burn
Look! Wide eyed in horror
See what is there!
High in the sky the spirits do stir
Shifting and moving down through the night
Quickly now! Gather here close to the light.
Fingers of fear reaching through and around
Twisting and turning and dancing aground
Flee for your lives, then someone does yell
Run fast my child ‘for you end up in hell!
Fly like the wind, and the children do scream
Hope you all have a HAPPY HALLOWEEN!

Friday, October 19, 2018

Saturday, October 6, 2018

Saturday, September 29, 2018

Saturday, September 22, 2018

Friday, September 14, 2018

Friday, September 7, 2018

Friday, August 31, 2018

Thursday, August 23, 2018

Friday, August 17, 2018

Friday, August 10, 2018

Tuesday, August 7, 2018

Friday, July 20, 2018

Friday, July 13, 2018

Thursday, July 5, 2018

Friday, June 29, 2018

Thursday, June 21, 2018

Friday, June 15, 2018

Friday, June 8, 2018

Down in There

This is an elephant garlic blossom

Friday, June 1, 2018

Monday, May 28, 2018

The Teaching




O-hay-o he said, are the words that you say,
Facing the sun, greeting the day.
Her child’s hand in his, she looked in his eyes
To the innocent one, the Elder seemed wise.
You will teach me the old ways, the ones that you know?
You will teach me the secrets, the way that they go?
He looked at her gently, this innocent child
The one who held wonder with spirit so wild.
Hush child and watch, listen and learn,
The secrets aren’t given, they must always be earned.
His head tilted back, his arms to the sky
With a voice deep and clear he uttered a cry.
Jesu Christus he sang - did the child hear him wrong?
These words, they’re in Latin! They come from church songs!
O-hay-o Great Spirit, I give you my soul
A prayer for this young one, so that she may know.
He gently reached down and ruffled her hair
Her eyes became wide- -understanding was there.
It’s not what you sing or the words that you say
It’s not where you stand when greeting the day.
The child knew the secret the Elder would teach
The meaning was clear and she need not be meek.
A prayer is a prayer! She didn’t feel coy -
Simply sing in your heart to each day’s new joy.

Friday, May 18, 2018

Saturday, April 28, 2018

Storm Maker



It's tornado season

Sunday, April 22, 2018

Sunday, April 15, 2018

Friday, April 6, 2018

Boys will be Boys



Two of our peacocks getting ready to fight over territory

Friday, March 30, 2018

Friday, March 23, 2018

Friday, March 16, 2018

Friday, March 9, 2018

Friday, March 2, 2018

Saturday, February 24, 2018

Friday, February 16, 2018

Friday, February 9, 2018

Friday, February 2, 2018

Friday, January 26, 2018

Friday, January 19, 2018

Thursday, January 11, 2018

Friday, January 5, 2018