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Oh how the months speed by…
The latest from Our Little House in the Big Woods
- Forest teaching about Intent and coming from love versus division
- The sh*t phone is history.
- Snake fear and love
- Flute tree, rain web, road of life
- What I really want to say…
- Starfish, hummingbird frolicking in hose spray and other underwater adventures
- Last night the Winter King dreamed of pussy willows.
- Poof! (and she disappeared again)
- Catching up, fake news, I was wrong, Path of the Heart
Read, read, read…months and months of photos and words…
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So often in our society we vow to exercise, walk briskly, hike four miles, cover ground, get our hearts pumping for health and longevity. Nothing wrong with that. Our bodies may appreciate the vigor, movement, intensity. But I am in … Continue reading
Yesterday I drove west and north toward “big town” grocery shopping up in Houghton. At first I asked the Holy if we could play a game–Treasure Hunt. That’s a game where you keep your eyes wide open and the Universe … Continue reading
Have you ever woken up in the morning with a yearning for…a yearning for…and you can’t say quite what you’re yearning for…? You want something. Your heart wants something. But you cannot articulate what you want.
Good morning to all on this cloudy cooler Saturday morning in our Upper Peninsula woods. Just wanting to post some photos of our recent drive out to Point Abbaye which juts out into Lake Superior like a finger pointing toward … Continue reading
I am feeling so much indecision these days. Are any of you feeling the same? Let’s take a simple action like driving into the “big city” of Marquette tomorrow or the next day. I need new summer pajamas, a lightweight … Continue reading
Lots has been happening in our Little House in the Woods. I seem to forget, at times, that we’re still in the midst of a pandemic. Here are a few highlights: At 1 a.m. on Sunday morning a noise startled … Continue reading
In the old days, older than the oldest days, long before you drew your first ragged breath, long before your grandmother’s grandmother’s grandmother drew her first ragged and tentative breath–that’s when this story begins. In the bottom of Lake Superior … Continue reading
This March afternoon–with about five to six inches of new wet heavy snow here in our never-ending snow country of the Upper Peninsula–I have been looking through old photos once again. (Not that I look through them often. Just every … Continue reading
I have been pondering giving a lot lately. When the world seems turned upside down and backwards, it’s often not clear what we can do to help. One thing that can so soothe a weary or confused soul is … Continue reading