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Showing posts with label nature. Show all posts
Showing posts with label nature. Show all posts

Saturday, November 19, 2016

There Are Kingdoms and Reaches

far more than we know.  There is a world within our world where magic lives by many names and coexists with the ordinary. A few glimpse it and sense it around them in Nature's Realm.

Every tree has its Dryad and each Dryad has its dragon/tree.  It is a special relationship. One cannot exist without the other.  If one should die, the other will too.

Sometimes an ordinary moment with extraordinary power can bring back the Dryad's music and lift the dragon's wings so they may live again.  Few are fortunate to witness this re-birthing.

Many may remember the discoverythe imagining and the journey.  Who knew it would take me so long!

Presenting the rebirth of a tree dragon and her Hamadryad living again in my heart and my yard.
She may change as she tells me
but for my birthday she is poised for flight.

May we celebrate the magic and beauty around us
and always feed our imagination. 

Tuesday, August 2, 2016

Into The Woods

is where I go for peace
There is always something to see
that tells me
that, at least here,
there is balance and life.

Sunday, July 31, 2016

Nature's Art

Sunshine
through cedars,
mushrooms 
grow up, down, 
and sideways, 
and trees flourish
against all odds.

Friday, June 24, 2016

Cavorting Water Bugs

create watery illusions with faces.
Colors and images 
you might not see magically appear
when you allow the camera to record
what is really there.
Water skaters
and water bugs
paint in water
seeming to favor circles.
Nature...the ultimate artist.

Monday, April 18, 2016

Natives and Mother Nature

Arkansas wild flower
but I could be wrong...I'm a little Nuts.
The Spicebush Swallowtail Butterfly (tell me if I'm wrong) is already worn out.  The spots are faded, almost invisible.   These butterflies are much smaller this year.  Scary!  
A bumble bee gathers pollen.
With a shortage of pollinators this year.
we must trust Mother Nature has it all under control.

Tuesday, January 12, 2016

Plowing Through Life

has done it now!  Martha has invited me to answer eleven questions and tell eleven random things about myself.  She tried to bribe me with an award but it didn't work! or did it?  I have no idea what a Liebster is unless it's a Canadian lobster...kidding.
If you want to meet an interesting lady, dedicated mother and an over-the-moon-in-love-with-her-husband woman who also has a brain and a good sense of humor, stop by Plowing Through Life.

And so my elevens begin:
1] Which literary genre do you prefer?
I love a variety.  I read the book that calls my name.  I lean toward mysteries and horror like King but shy from sappy romances and porno.
2] Why did you start blogging?
We had moved to the farm a few years before to help with Dad after Mom died.  My sister suggested I blog as an outlet.  I have been blogging almost eight years.
3] Order or chaos?
I crave order with flexibility.  I am usually surrounded with chaos.
4] Where would you like to live?
Have never given that much thought...always felt at home here surrounded by nature.  Two other places have touched me but so different from here and from each other: the desert Southwest and Savannah, Georgia.
5] Starry sky or sunset?
Sunset since there is still enough light for me to take a picture.  I love to view both.
6] Paper book or e-book?
Without hesitation, Paper!  There is just something about the heft of a book, the smell of a book, that is all part of the reading experience.
7] What is the writing for?
I had to really think about this one.  Now, I don't know the answer.  I used to have grand humorous stories to tell about farm life and life in general.  I used to think of myself as a writer...was born with a pencil in my hand.  Now at sixty-one I ask myself the same question. 
 8] TV or not TV?
I can live with out.  Senseless tv watching is a mind killer, I think.  I do have a tv but I rarely sit long enough to watch a movie since I'm always thinking of something else to do.
9] What do you think about social networks?
Blogging and emails is as socially networky as I get.  I have seen too many idiotic things go on inside social media...not my cuppa tea.
10] Favorite food?
My favorite flavor is chocolate but I have no favorite food.  I love Chinese cuisine.  I cook for family the things they like.  If it were just me I would eat what ever stopped my stomach from growling, something I didn't have to cook.
11] Favorite music genres?
I enjoy a little of all.  I love some of many styles but not all of any style.  I lean toward rock and roll and blues.  I've yet to wrap my head around the nasty rap songs and do not plan on trying.
or you may not know about me.

 1.  Elastic is my best friend.  Any kind of restrictive clothing drives me crazy!

 2.  I like honesty and prefer it to bull.

 3.  I am squeamish doctoring a human but can do anything with an animal, including suturing a wound.

 4.  I have been told I am an empath especially with animals.  I basically "feel" their thoughts and work with that.

 5.  I love all things in Nature except scorpions and ticks and mosquitoes and cock roaches and slugs. I don't have anything against them just don't want them around or on me.

 6.  Like Martha's sleep paralysis, I have experienced a few things that were not explainable.  These experiences fascinate me but I do not seek them.  My mother had the gift of "seeing" so maybe I have a touch of that or maybe I'm just "touched".

 7.  I can't believe Martha and I do the same thing with food!  I find my favorite flavor in a plate and invariably save that for a final delicious bite.

 8.  I feel closer to God or The Creator in the middle of the woods far more than I do in a church.

 9.  I am bullheaded, impatient, creative and determined.  I work hard and have no patience with slackers.

10. I am never, ever bored.  I write.  I paint.  I imagine.  I create.  I sew.  I crochet. I quilt. I explore.

11. I love history of the land, people and places. 

Well, Martha, thanks a lot.  This has been fun. 

Be sure to visit Martha and the others she has awarded challenged to lay it all out for every one to see.  The purpose of this is to meet new bloggers with common interest and, in my case, you can laugh at my answers too.  I forgot to say I do have a sense of humor.

Thursday, September 3, 2015

Tranquility

There are spots upon the land
Where magic always grows
Beauty born by Nature's hand
Hidden deep to touch the soul

I'm blessed I'm proud to say
It's never the same place twice
A spot finds me every day
I smile, sigh and soak in the sights

And if I'm very lucky
Which I often am
I sooth my feet in water rocky
And simply know "I am."

Tuesday, July 16, 2013

Easy Wind For Two Shoes in Texas

The leaf floated
Into my sight
Landing easyily
On my shovel

In awe of the colors
The size
The wind's delivery
I stopped

Simply to enjoy
Nature's art
To wonder and wish
I could paint that beautifully

For Two Shoes in Texas writing prompt

Sunday, March 15, 2009

A Walk

Daddy used to say he was closer to God in the woods than in any church. Today I went to Daddy's church.

I will not speak of the devastation but only of the beauty I saw today. Sometimes we just have to look past that and see the truth of things to come.

My favorite place on the entire farm is the Rock Hollow. Hollow is self explanatory but the beauty is unimaginable. Look past the downed trees.  Look for the beauty.
I went alone but not really.
The dogs kept me company and I felt companions I did not see.

The water moved gently through cracks and crevices, the only source was the past rain. Was it ever live water and did it tumble to the creek on its path to the ocean?
I stopped to look over the valley. Although it has changed, it is still beautiful. I tried not to see what we lost but what we have.

The saddle tree survived and I rode as have three generations or more.

I even played with the timer on my camera.

Wish you could have been there. It was heavenly!

Saturday, September 20, 2008

Another day in Paradise


My husband, Dennis, is in the hay. It is late for a second cutting but since last summer's drought and lack of hay, we want ever piece we can get. Today I will join him in the hauling.

Yesterday was not good. Dennis broke the shearing pin on the baler. It had been so long since that had happened, he could not remember how to get it back in time. That was just an end to a wonderful day. Thirty percent chance of rain and only him working. The life of a farmer!

Don't get me wrong! Farm life is good. There is nowhere else you can see the hay growing and take pride in it. You can see your young calves being birthed. You can smell a barn full of good hay. Jump on a horse and ride your boundarys. Here you can also take a walk and find an arrowhead. You can fish in the ponds and play in the creek. You can drink fresh spring water. Most of all you can enjoy the quiet and peacefulness at the end of the day knowing it will all still be here tomorrow. Sit and wonder at the beauty of nature. Wonder did my grandparents see the same view? I would not trade this life for another.
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