tidepool immersion ~ possibility

Rich took the day off for our wedding anniversary and we got to go tidepooling together. . . . → Read More: tidepool immersion ~ possibility

~summer shorts~ thrive

So many of our Western Tiger Swallowtail friends have been hanging around this last week since our butterfly bush bloomed. . . . → Read More: ~summer shorts~ thrive

~rainbow mondays~ being ok

One swallowtail hunkered down in the lawn, bobbing up and down as the wind went sweeping down the plain. Another I followed into the tall amber waves of grain in the back field, and located it two-thirds of the way down a stem, gripping on for dear life as each stem waved and whipped past its gossamer wings. I tried to take notes on how to ride out the turbulence. . . . → Read More: ~rainbow mondays~ being ok

~rainbow mondays~ emergent

Life is once again starting to emerge on the planet – trilliums, trout lilies – and though we humans are still laying low for the near future, the farther future is starting to look more hopeful. . . . → Read More: ~rainbow mondays~ emergent

~rainbow mondays~ lighter

“…we step out of the shade aflame and unafraid, the new dawn blooms as we free it, for there is always light if only we are brave enough to see it, if only we are brave enough to be it.” — Amanda Gorman, The Hill We Climb. . . . → Read More: ~rainbow mondays~ lighter

~thankful thursday~ hallowed

My favorite aspect of the fantastically gigantic stumps was that they each had some sort of window or archway or dome built into them, and each one now housed a hollowed out center – or maybe more accurately, a hallowed space. . . . → Read More: ~thankful thursday~ hallowed

~thankful thursday~ seed bank

I was putting away seeds from the flowers I grew this summer, knowing I would need to have the memory of past flowers and the hope of future flowers tucked in a safe place in order to get through the flowerless days. . . . → Read More: ~thankful thursday~ seed bank

~thankful thursday~ bedraggled we begin

I’m not doing great, and I didn’t have to pretend I was. I could just stand there like a bedraggled flower and absorb some light, nothing required of me. . . . → Read More: ~thankful thursday~ bedraggled we begin

burning on the inside

There have been mercies this year, and because they’ve emerged amid wrecked fields of disappointments and loss, they shine like singular, luminous wildflowers. . . . → Read More: burning on the inside

~summer shorts~ dragonfly rainbow

A small winged friend spent many mid-summer afternoons visiting my rainbow garden. . . . → Read More: ~summer shorts~ dragonfly rainbow