woodland season

 Spring whispers promises

to the hibernating night

boughs dancing with star light

expectantly attune,

heeded by the moon

forest's vernal spell

all is right, all is well

Silent Wonders

We, the people of this generation, are closed in by dark days. Yet, as things go, I have found solace in the little things.  The season holds many silent wonders.

Earlier this week, icicles prominently decorated our eaves, and I contracted cabin fever, as the rain fell frozen.  I have, as of late, ventured out only to find contentment and gratitude for winter's delights.

Now I rejoice as I feel the daylight begun to stretch and grow. And there is ever more to discover - bliss, in countless form, tucked neath a wintry blanket.

Free Day!

Our weekend included a free visit to a museum in the Gorge (thanks, Smithsonian Magazine and to my employer for the raffle prize of free fuel!) We had fun pretending we lived here as natives and settlers to the wild west.

Now, we savor each last dropper-full of autumnal sun, living inside the temperate moment as it slides out slowly toward the solstice.
Equally, we delight in a sip of sultry brew and every excuse to laze in the dull light of the grey drizzle and to settle into our hibernation patterns for the season.  We accept the ebb and flow of goodness, and we appreciate even the tiniest solar refraction.

Memories may be held close and all occasions bestowed the significance that life, after all, truly deserves.

Weekends and People Who Make You Feel Like Family

I'm thankful, and that is all there is to say currently.

Daucus carota

Fact: 15 pounds of carrots currently have a home in my refrigerator.  I'm quite taken with this particular food.  Most of my supply will end up going through the juicer, as I've become obsessed with that particular form of extraction as of late.  Others will get cooked in soup, some will be dipped in hummus, and a few will top a salad.  Health and variety - amazing, right?!

I even see carrots in this granny square.  I'm happy to realize that I subconsciously chose to put the green above the orange.  Just lovely.

Carrots and their common color also happen to make me think of fall, which is quickly snuggling up to late summer.  These two, with their unpredictable give and take, make for some good livin' in the Northwest.  Many of us are suckers for a sweet breeze, and we look forward to shortly becoming reacquainted with perpetual showers.  Not to mention the joy and creativity of layering (or wear-everything-you-have-all-at-once)!

However, I do love summer and I feel a pang of sadness inside thinking about the dark days of November-to-come.  But, if I've learned anything, I know that I can't stop it from coming.  So I'm choosing to enjoy the change of season.  It's an opportunity to think about changes; an excuse to start on the project[s] I've been putting off.  A fresh start - a new feeling.  Hope.  And, thankfully, a multitude of carrots.

not my original art

A Moment