Galaxies of Ice Crystals

this past week 
deep cold temperatures have filled our days and nights
the perfect environment for
crystals to manifest

unique from all i have seen in the past
a bit like the beauty of moths wings

layer after layer of beauty came to be

each unique

fragile delights

below the ponds surface
bubbles frozen in time

meadows tall grasses lay down
under the weight of galaxies of crystal beings

their presence inspires joy 

below the ice, a strawberry leaf 
and fuzzy snowflakes on the surface
if you look at my last post
there is a photo of the ponds surface
now look at how many crystals have formed:
they grow and change


First Snow and Cold Temperatures

 any thoughts on what these photos are of?

 twas a very cold morning

frozen condensation
on the inside of my cabin windows

wandering the forest
amongst our first snow
i found a squirrel stashed a mushroom
up in a tree

my ponds have a thick layer of ice

when you look close
sha zam!

frosty crystals

all over the surface!

but when i got out of this wee hollow
what a beautiful and cold day:

it looks like winter has begun


Honoring Autumn Leaves

leading with one of my older photos
and a favorite of mine
a rare find when raindrops are colored

ancient rugged beauty

leaves reflected as golden light
dancing on the river

forest lace
in the depth of a dark forest

a crown of ice crystals

through the leafy veil

together they begin winter

gems of rain

lay me down to sleep till spring

this last one is one i have always loved

more rugged handsome


leaves as treasures


Autumn Still Fills our Days and Nights

the sun came out today
for a little while to play

the Western Larch are a bit past their prime
still don their golds
a bit divine

the clouds mixed with fog
won my heart

I only had my iPad with me today
so that is why these photos are grainy

a few days ago
we had a couple hours of snow:

lately days have been gray
and rainy
wishing you a sweet autumn as we lean towards winter


Glimpses of Autumn

the fae folk have been busy painting the leaves

golden giants

walking paths cloaked in scattered leaves

a cuddle of trees
treasures under canopy

doning mauve

vistas beckon

what could that be

wishing you a lovely autumn


Enormous School of Tiny Fish

billions of tiny fish

along the shore:

not sure what kind they are

they moved as though they were one entity

tiny beings amongst the pretty rocks

there was a chipmunk



Threshold between meadow and forest

 as I stepped from the autumn meadow
into the autumn forest

there was a tangible shift in presence
a bit like stepping across a threshold and into another realm

 my instincts kindled to the edge of my being and beyond

sound, light, life was alive with shadows and light

pausing to listen to the leaves falling from the aspen trees
landing on the leaf strewn forest floor

perhaps their final flight

surely in summer this would be a shady spot
refreshing on hot days
a cloak for elk bear and forest kin
on this hot autumn day
sunlight baths us all, no cloak

revealing where antlers have rubbed the trees

where grass lays down 
where animals have walked and beds were made

sitting…. long enough that my breathing slows
nearly to the rhythm of a tree
I feel the forest invite me to wander more deeply within
its inner sanctuary

wandering, breathing, noting details

in an 8 foot circle of space
I count 11 piles of berry filled bear scat
an unusual find (that many piles in one space)

I respectfully depart back into the sun drenched meadow
under the beautiful blue sky