Showing posts with label swamp. Show all posts
Showing posts with label swamp. Show all posts

Friday, November 28, 2014

True Medicine



This may be my new favorite place. The road is not far- I can hear the roar of motors in the distance, but I don't care. I imagine it is the sound of wind dancing through the trees...





It is half dead here, but gives way to life. Still, but eddying. Just past sun-up, when it topples over naked treetops, casting golden light across high places and grass tips.
Frost glitters.



Water, black as midnight moves steadily through the skeletal remains of what was, at one time, a forest. Tree corpses + cattails.
It is pure bliss here. Peaceful to the core. (Contrary to what one may think of a swamp. Likewise of the desert) And it always seems like I have this space to myself.


I move through the low places, where the not-fully-risen-sun barely touches through the branches. It is colder here. Frozen ground cold. I am happiest being alone here (aside from my canine companions). The world seems different when it is still semi-sleeping.


We are unintentionally following a trail of blood. I assume either an animal killed or wounded by some creature. The trail leads on for a while (the dogs are fascinated) and the blood is so thick and bright from the cold temperature that it looks like paint. Surreal. Some areas are pooled and thicker- it makes me curious as to what really happened here. There is no fur. No remnants. No traces other than some scat and the once alive red liquid.


The light is so fresh here. I know it isn't new, but I love how early morning is the first time the light, right at this moment, is caressing the land on this new day.
Like they've never touched each other before.


I tend to be a homebody. Ideally living in an area where I can walk out my front door or travel a short distance to a wild place that I love beyond words. Love to wanter and get lost in. (However, I will admit that there is also a new and romantic wanderlust growing inside me. I am dreaming of new and exotic places to travel to and explore.) I love to go out for hours in the morning with the dogs, to return home and work the rest of the afternoon. It sets the mood and balances my mind + heart.
True medicine.


Wednesday, June 25, 2014

The Worlds Poesy


Every turn, every path, every place I visit in the outdoors is lined with verdant green and blooms bursting forth!

Wild roses.

Wild roses while out walking the dogs.

I love how delicate these roses are.

I have been trying to enjoy every last bit of green,
of lush foliage, buds and blossoms,
slanted sunlight through dusky skies and salty ocean breezes...

where the swamp runs into the pond.

Trillium (flower) gone by.

Wild berry patch... Mmmm! Can't wait!!!

The Great Lawn. A beautiful reservation area looking over coves, rocky coastline, the city in the distance and open ocean. It was once part of an estate and has now been given to the Trustees of Reservation to care for and preserve.

I feel the birdsong every morning, right outside my open windows.
I rise, sip something warm and herbal out of the garden.
Wander out and about with the furry, 4-legged beasts.
They are happy to frolic and swim!
(And I am happy to experience their unabashed joy in these activities!)

Oh, hello Yarrow! Look at you shining in the sun, among the wild grasses!

Rosa Rugosa. My favorite (and oh, so fragrant) wild rose. 

It is that time.
To begin harvest.
Of flowers, of foods, of plants used for medicine making and natural dyeing.
Enjoy the blessings of the plant world.
Make friends with them, they are open, willing.
They are allies.

Open field. Nothing but grass, a couple trees and bushes, big sky and a happy little patch of wild daisies.

Along the edge, the rocks all have beautiful colors and textures.

One of the private abodes neighboring the reservation. Look at all those windows!!! I guess they are fitting for the view (an island and big open ocean)!

Sweet and loving daisies!

Hey Daisies, great view you've got there!

And don't forget to take time for beauty.
Make time for it.
Stop and look- really look! All around, magic and pulchritude.
The worlds poesy.

Shiny ocean.

Peeking through. boats anchored in the cove, signs warning of protected areas that are being eroded.

Tall wild grasses.

It is a comfort, this beautiful world.
Always the small things make me smile and remember I am truly alive.
Reach out and touch...

Sassafras! The mitten shaped leaves (along side oval shaped leaves) are distinct identification.

The path in.

Everything seems to be happily blooming!


Breathe it all in, every last bit of this seasons honeysuckle scented passion.
Make it your passion.
Make it part of your soul.

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