once again nature beckons me to live another day drawn by the pull of my backyard filling my thirst for its beautiful artistry like a cold glass of water on a summer day.
joy to morning the new sun rising a welcomed surprise my dear squirrels feeding filling their bellies full of bird seeds climbing rising up that tree with their daily 1/2 of corn cob in their mouth. then, the doves fly in pecking away in the feeder which spills down. little birds peck their fill on … Continue reading joy to the morning
I buy 3 corn cobbs every couple of days for chippie and take a look out to my patio slider watching him eat. this is one of many unexpected beauty and wonder of nature in ones own backyard. I don't have to drive 50 miles to the forest to make a new furry friend. who … Continue reading chippie the squirrel eating corn
we shall go to the forest and spend a day clothed in its broken darkness enjoying its woody fragrance. the light will filter down spotlighting falling leaves as we lie on our blanket petting cuddly white, brown and black rabbits, feeding them celery and carrots while we eat our sandwiches and look up through the … Continue reading we shall go to the forest
like a little teapot ever naught sometimes feeling distraught until, outside my window doves do flock boiling hot I pour me out into my cup it's enough to take the edge off life and make me happy.
I went to build my little cabin in the woods... it's there I always wanted to be. my friends await me. the dove cooing in the morning. the birds fluttering in the sky in afternoon. squirrels hopping from tree to tree before sunset.. and, the cricket playing its melody under the still moonlight.
we forgot this place after 100 years not seen with eyes nor heard with ears the weeds grew hardily the trees slow and tall we think back and ponder in sheer wonder of it all.
when you've been living long you feel the countryside in your bones creation is always forthright, it tells its grand story honestly within simplicity of a blue sky, green grass, a breeze ruffling tree branches, birds landing nearby pecking seeds. how comforting it is that the universe subtly reassures you that at the end of … Continue reading long days of night
I walk under my pool slide watching dragonflies glide scooping up water. the squirrels eat corn cob I cut and birds feed from feeders I filled with fresh seed. I am mindful of how hard I worked for all this 'stuff' through many decades of toil, knowing it was well worth the effort because of … Continue reading a walk under the pool slide
it's a hot day as I go outside on the side of the garage, and my baby squirrel sees me as I call its name 'hello my dear little friend...' I say softly. and it runs all the way from front to backyard on top my six foot tall wall and hops over the other … Continue reading Squirrel running on my wall