What does cold sound like? Twenty two degrees and nature was calling. What would cold sound like on my first walk with nature and hearing aids?
Beneath a tree I listened to the sound of cold carried on the wind. I looked up as a…..
Throwing open the back door and throwing down my back pack, I grabbed the leash and called my four legged fur angel. Off we went. Spring is here and the sun would allow me to see. Nature was calling. Not even a long hot shower, washing…..
Spring’s Robins made their appearance today. I smiled. I laughed to think of our local nursery which will not sell plants until the end of May because of the threat of frost and snow. There stood the singing defiant Robin. I pondered…..
I journeyed to nature’s sanctuary seeking beauty. As I walked in silence my eyes were drawn to the mountain’s reflection upon the unfrozen part of the lake. I went seeking beauty. I went seeking to receive. Quietly and ever so gently, John O’Donohue’s…..
I read with delight a Mary Oliver poem on sunflowers in her new book Felicity. I stood before the sunflowers, as her poet’s voice urged, and started to listen. As I stood so silent before the sunflowers, a…..
The crest of the mountain pass always takes my breath away. This morning, there simply was no oxygen. There below me the mountains and mesa were swimming in an ocean of clouds. Gifted no traffic behind me, I had to pull…..
Maxwell Wildlife Sanctuary called. The antelope on the mesa leapt and danced. The ravens tumbled and swirled in the wind. The white pelicans looked like a mass of cotton balls had fallen upon the lake. The hawks stood vigilant in the trees……
A week that can leave one beleaguered. Nature extends an invitation, even if only for a short time. One friend invites. Another friend welcomes. The vibration and sound of me walking on gravel nor the scurrying feet of a four legged…..
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