To Be A Tree

when i come back,

in my next life,

it won't be as a medieval wife,

it won't be as a rosebush or,

a butterfly, cloud, or kitchen door,

the plan for me, you may forsee

is to come back next as a tree,

a tree is tall and stretches high,

to view the azure colored sky,

 

not only that, you also know,

trees are time travelers,

they've see it all,

they watch and learn, and glory be,

they are so glad to be a tree.

 

 

Standing Rock

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I'm Definitely A Pre Raf Girl

Tuppence A Bag

A few weeks ago, I saw a woman at the store who had 
scooped herself up a large bag of bulk birdseed to give out to her yard birds. My little bird heart leaped for joy knowing 
that her winter birds would be well fed.

It made me laugh, too, because she appeared to be the kind of woman who might also talk to the birds just a bit as she spread the birdseed around. There is nothing wrong with that at all.
 Tuppence a bag. 

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A House Where Within

We are now living in

A house where within

Live two darling kittens

One just turned seven 

He is a little bit of heaven

Sweet and soulful almond eyes

Content to sit and gaze at skies

Just wants to be left alone

Sitting quiet as a stone

The other much younger

Just over a year

She will stalk and pounce

And suddenly appear

Her eyes round as the moon

She is growing up way too soon

 
Two darling kittens

A sister and brother

Meant to be here

One for the other

The Autumn Sound

Go, sit upon the lofty hill, And turn your eyes around,
Where waving woods and waters wild
Do hymn an autumn sound.

~Elizabeth Barrett Browning, "The Autumn"

Walkers Walk

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If you are a walker, then you should walk.

If you are a writer, you should write.

Then why don't I walk and write that much anymore,

Why don't I find time for the things I adore?

There are so many other things that fill up my time,

But I want to make time for the things that make me who I am.

Walkers walk.

Writers write.

Simplify. 

Like Thoreau.

He walked, too. 

Stills, Beauties, and A Beast

 

Beauty and the Beast

 Pocahontis

Rapunzel

Snow White

See the photo shoot here

The Giving Tree

October-Best

We have finally stepped into October. I write as I look out the open window, the wind blowing, the fading sun making it's way west, a cool breeze flowing through the house, and I can hear crinkled and withered leaves blowing along the road. It's divine, all of it. October is best.

Could Be A Postcard

Dear Little Rain

These rainy days I love them so,
Drench me to immersion,
Every drop sinking deep.
Drop down daintily and cold, 
Wet and dreary, At dawn and dusk, 
Till I shiver with exquisite frailness
Dear Little Rain, Love doesn't go far enough

Art by @HoboPeeba

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These rainy days I love them so,
Drench me in them, 
Every drop soaking, Deep in my soul, 
Drop down daintily, And cold, 
Wet and dreary, At dawn and dusk, 
Dear Little Rain, Love doesn't go far enough

Finding Feathers

I keep finding fallen bird feathers. On one day I found five. different. ones. All of them were white. I heard once that finding one is supposed to mean good luck. Or that angels are nearby.

I like to think the birds left them there for me because they know,

 I love to fly.

Or, the angels are getting my wings ready for flight,

and some of them dropped down from heaven.

Photo by Melanie Beckler

“When angels are near feathers appear”

"White feathers are spiritually tied to angels due to the fact that humans associate angels with wings, usually white ones. Finding a white feather after a loved one has passed away brings a sense of comfort during mourning. White symbolizes purity, and many people believe that finding a white feather is a sign that they are on the right path in life.
In olden times, feathers signified a variety of things. People placed feathers under the pillows of ill family members and loved ones in order to speed up recovery, and feathers were also placed in doorways to keep unwanted visitors from entering the home.
In Native American culture, the appearance of random white feathers signifies rebirth and new beginnings, and feathers are commonly worn on Native American headdresses to symbolize hope and faith as well as to strengthen the connection between the physical and spiritual world." referencedotcom
 

Credit: Jamie Grill The Image Bank Getty Images

Update: I just found another one tonight~

They Know They Are Beautiful

You can see it in their eyes ~ 

they know they are beautiful.

 You can't help but notice

The loveliness they bring

 Every glance, every run,

Every little thing

Spellbound

Andrew Wyeth

The days may not be so bright and balmy—yet the quiet and melancholy that linger around them is fraught with glory. Over everything connected with autumn there lingers some golden spell—some unseen influence that penetrates the soul with its mysterious power. ~Northern Advocate