Tag Archives: woods

Deep January days in the woods

Posted on January 24, 2019 by

Good morning from our little stretch of woods and lake and snow and cold.  Sitting here at this computer I watch lazy flakes of snow silhouetted against black and gray tree limbs.  Yonder brown oak leaves dangle from branches that … Continue reading →

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Horizon Envy (once again)

Posted on November 8, 2018 by

Dear readers,  I am having a wee bit of a challenged week both physically and mentally, and keep surfing the Big Wide Internet searching for distractions to soothe my spirit. Some of you long-time readers & friends may remember this … Continue reading →

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Dance of illumination in the woods

Posted on July 30, 2018 by

  I sat on the couch this morning watching the mind leap from past to future, yesterday to tomorrow, always spinning a thousand imaginings. Slowly the restless mind settled into the ambiance of the room, the shadows of light dancing … Continue reading →

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To learn how to sit in the scary woods of the mind

Posted on December 5, 2016 by

“Do you really,” my good friend asked, “want to be an old woman who can’t remember things?  Do you really want to lose all your faculties?” Sigh.  She had read my latest blog post. “Ummm, no,” said I.  “If the … Continue reading →

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Benediction of sunlight and lupines

Posted on June 10, 2016 by

Sunlight hummed its June song this morning, leaping up through branch after branch, attempting to climb higher and higher above the tallest poplar and maple and spruce trees. Sunlight beckoned me, too, c’mon lazybones, sleepyhead, upsy daisy, how about a … Continue reading →

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Quiet spring meditation in the woods

Posted on April 16, 2016 by

It sometimes takes a long time–a truly long time–maybe even years, or decades, or a lifetime–for one to learn how to truly become quiet in the woods. So quiet, so still, that there is no difference between you and the … Continue reading →

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The sideways tame chipmunk caper

Posted on April 3, 2016 by

Dear Reader, so much has happened since we last communicated, ‘way back in June of 2015.  Had I been blogging in August you would have met our tame chipmunk, a very sweet and sassy fellow who took over our hearts. … Continue reading →

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