getting to the heart of the matter ~

cat logic ~

if you are in a basket you are not officially "on" the table which otherwise would technically be off-limits ~kimba

solace ~

your place in the family of things ~

Wild Geese
You do not have to be good.
You do not have to walk on your knees
for a hundred miles through the desert, repenting.
You only have to let the soft animal of your body
love what it loves.
Tell me about despair, yours, and I will tell you mine.
Meanwhile the world goes on.
Meanwhile the sun and the clear pebbles of the rain
are moving across the landscapes,
over the prairies and the deep trees,
the mountains and the rivers.
Meanwhile the wild geese, high in the clean blue air,
are heading home again.
Whoever you are, no matter how lonely,
the world offers itself to your imagination,
calls to you like the wild geese, harsh and exciting -
over and over announcing your place
in the family of things.

Mary Oliver from her book of poetry Dream Work

putting things in perspective ~

mint growing in the water ~

dew ~

for john wherever he may be ~

i would be happy the rest of my life ~

with the cinnamon fern.

no sound in this photo ~

this looks peaceful right? but the gull's have returned to peter's island and it sounds like a whole lot of partying going on. cacophony would be an undertatement.

after the rain ~

multidimensional fence ~

the seed ~

"Simple acts can become seeds planted in the garden of our lives. Everything that grows requires a seed of some kind. The seed starts the process, inviting the miracle of growth to come to full flower. The seed is simply a teacher; by itself, it cannot make anything grow. It also needs earth, air, sun and water to blossom and bring forth fruit. The power of the seed is that it has information; it knows the story. It knows the story of this plant, this organism, this being - and it can teach that story to the earth, the air, the sun and the water. The seed serves as a patient storyteller, and, having heard the story, the four elements galvanize and repeat the story, again and again, cell by cell, slowly, patiently, until the story comes true - tangibly, improbably, inexplicably true."

from Legacy of the Heart by Wayne Muller

love birds ~

funny mug ~

I tried several times to upload an image of a tree this morning and the internet kept saying no way. so i tried sophie and the image was uploaded instantly. so here she is again ~ her lovely mug. I will try the tree again...

sparkly rockweed & le fence ~

forget-me-nots ~

sunrise ~

retreat ~

dune ~

heart mussel ~

alder fence ~

ok it's a start guys. by the time i get to the 13th panel it will be a thing of beauty. i promise.

green energy ~

trust yourself ~