A Song for Halloween

There's a witch hanging from the moon

sitting on her broom

swinging swaying to her own tune

looking down on the earth

across the universe

she spies a bird in flight

is filled with delight

noting that is

another way to fly

across the sky

anything but vacant: Illustration Friday


Fall Evening

It's a lovely fall evening. The warm sunlight pours through the sky, igniting the colors of the earth. These colors touch something deep inside. As I wander about my pond I see a mirror reflection of life where the surface is no longer frozen due to the nights dipping temperatures. In my heart I feel peace and gratitude to live in this wee log cabin in the north west corner of Montana. I feel peace and gratitude for all the people in my life.

Many a time I have been asked to share an image of my little cabin that I call home. Tonight's beauty inspired me to do so.


Carved by Time

Winds and waters
of time
magnificent sculptures
for us to behold
rugged glory

for fun
last years owl

In response to Inspire Me Thursday's prompt: Carve


Why are these Raindrops different colors?

Be the first to tell me
why these raindrops are different colors
I will send you one of my greeting cards
your choice of image!
Leave your answer in the comment section.

the winner
(due to a Random Generator)


My Style

My style has been set in stone since I was born
and yet it changes
with the wind
with the blossoming of a flower
the twinkling of a star
the touch of two lips as they meet
for my style has come to be
a reflection of truth
that I find in this moment
in the breath of life
my style is alive
and pulsing
my style is
a dance to be danced
anew in each moment
I find
I enjoy
fearless honesty
shared with a caring heart
can we be with what is

my style

Sunday Scriblings prompt: My Style

This image was taken recently when a friend and I stopped at Red Meadow Lake, high in the mountains on a chilly day. The shoreline was dressed in frozen beauty that thrilled and filled my heart with joy.

Nervous little Guy

Exploring Autumn's beauty the other day, I startled this beautifully ornate Grouse
He seemed very nervous as I neared and disappeared into the woods
as others flew off through the trees
making a clumsy racket!

Inspire Me Thursday's prompt:



Out beyond ideas
of wrong-doing and right-doing,
there is a field.

I’ll meet you there.

When the soul lies down
in that grass,
the world is too full to talk about.

Ideas, language,
even the phrase "each other"
doesn't make any sense.


I love this poem, it touches a truth that lives in my heart. My hope is that it touches you as well.

This poem is this weeks prompt for Inspire Me Thursday


The Kreativ Blogger Award

Stoneweaver has granted me a Kreativ Blogger award. So kind and generous of her. Stoneweaver makes beauteous jewelry that is full of spirit!

As with many blogging awards, I have to pass this one on to others. First, here are the rules, which I will somewhat follow:

* Mention the blog that gave it to you and comment on their blog to let them know you have posted your award. * Share 6 values that are important to you and 6 things you do not support. Grant the prize to 6 people.

6 things I find of Value. Well this is timely, for lately I have joked about wonderful things that are in my top ten favorites. I bet the list could be 100 instead of 10, but for now I will mention 6:

1) foraging ~ finding food in the wild (berries, mushrooms, roots, greens etc.) is highly exciting and satisfying!

2) Flowers flowers and more flowers ~ taking their portraits, breathing in their spirit through their beauty ah!

3) laughing and laughter, yours or mine, divine

4) dancing softly, wildly, or slowly alone or with another.... ummm

5) the feel of cashmere and the scent of beeswax

6) kissing.... hugging......

Now for the six things I do NOT support:

1) this is deep, for I think, I do NOT support cruelty: After being a vegetarian for 25 years I am very aware of the treatment of animals that will be used as meat. So now I consider that I eat meat/animals, fish; there is cruelty in the way they are kept and killed.

Or perhaps (not even perhaps) my taxes are used for cruelty in ways I am unaware and yet if I support these things through my taxes I feel I am responsible.

2) war..... but here again, I do believe my taxes support war and so I am held accountable

3) being inconsiderate, and yet I would bet that on occasion I behave in a way that is inconsiderate.

4) ok, I am having a challenging time coming up with things I do not support without realizing that I myself do support these things.

This leads me to feel that I must be careful with my actions and ideas of what I do and do not support. What is the deepest truth, now this is interesting and intriguing!

Blogs I would love to introduce you to:

The amazing Izabella's Blue
Wonderful artist Paulette Insall
The lovely art of Lani Kent
Talented and unique Sara Lechner
Wonderful art of Tascha
The Enchanted Artist


Colors of the Season

The earth changes the colors of her garments daily.
The dark greens turning to varied shades of gold that glimmer in the sunlight.
These first two pictures were taken in
Glacier National Park, last week.

An Oak turns red!

I grew up with Oak Trees, they will always mean home to me.
Imagine my delight as a friend pointed out that this tree is an oak!


Do Slime Molds eat Dragonflies?

Yesterday I was headed out to wander about and check on my friends' pond. I spotted a white blob on the lawn and I felt curiosity rise through me. Cameras in hand I found what appeared to be a new slime mold with a motionless dragonfly stuck to it. I wondered "is it dead, I see no movement". It is interesting how there is a feeling in something as to whether it is dead or not, my suspicions were correct, not dead, just gave up the battle. Slowly I pried the little fellow off the pile of slime.

My question is: how did this happen? Is slime mold food to a dragonfly and it accidentally got stuck? Did it land there out of curiosity and then get stuck? Does slime lure critters in with some amazing scent and then capture them in their stickiness and slowly devour the little critter?

If you know and share the answer with us in the comment section of this post you will be rewarded with a spirithelpers greeting card, handmade by me!

I sure hope this little critter survives the slime that is still on it's wings and feet!


I Saw a Tree Fall in the Woods

There have been times when I have wondered what it would be like to see a tree fall in the woods. Yesterday riding bikes with a friend in the wilds near home there was a sound, turning to see what animal was rising, racing, running away from us I saw a tree fall to the earth! It happened, I saw a tree fall in the woods. We went back to explore the scene. The tree was rotten, through and through. Perhaps the movement of two bikes flying by was enough to tumble this tree. I must say it was exciting.

In honor of the ongoing dance of Autumn: