Spring takes her time in the far Northwest. She arrives as a whisper: the first swelling of buds along a twig and an eagle primping her nest. Then the delighted songs of new arrivals waft uphill on a breeze as they fluff their feathers on morning alder perches. The earth quickens with new life, green impulses [...]
Continue reading...20. February 2009
This is how my afternoon went yesterday. A much-needed beach walk for my dog and I in the late day sun. It took a long time for the fog to dissolve today, so our walk was put on hold while we played chicken with the light. (If I wait too late, the sun will slip behind the hills, leaving me in the shadows.) But today, today was just glorious! Still. Mild. Beach empty except for gulls and a pair of cormorants drying their wings on the old pilings. (When I say empty, I’m really talking of dogs and other people…of course every beach is teeming with wildlife seen and unseen…crabs, seaweeds and limpets to name just a few here.)
Continue reading...19. February 2009
According to a story in London’s Daily Mail Reporter, January 21, 2009, women who stopped focusing on dieting and instead practiced yoga and meditation enjoyed long-term weight loss. “Women who meditated and did yoga lost an average of five and a half pounds, a New Zealand study found. “At the end of a two-year study, women who followed a program of yoga and meditation had lost weight and kept it off, while those who focused purely on exercise and nutrition had not.
Continue reading...17. February 2009
A pale green luminous band arcs overhead, silhouetting a fir tree with unearthly light. Bands of rose and orange light glow just above the horizon, but the sun and the half moon set together hours ago, so it is no playful trick on their part. Nor are there large city lights nearby to shine the sky. Even the geese on the lagoon are aroused.
Continue reading...15. February 2009
A brilliant blue Steller’s jay flies the sky deep into the woods. Look how the feathers of the Steller's jay are simlar to the structure of the cedar boughs...we are all connected in more ways than we can know. These spectacular birds live here year 'round and are especially welcome on grim winter days when they provide the tonic of blue skies, if in feathered form.
Continue reading...14. February 2009
I collect hearts. Hearts made of shell and stone and wood, hearts I find in my rambles on beaches and forests here on the Olympic Peninsula. I’ve been collecting them for decades, so that now my eyes spot something heart-shaped almost daily. It still amazes me that such an interesting shape is so common in nature. Sometimes, I’m even tempted to see certain heart-shaped finds as omens. It’s an odd thing for a recluse to collect, isn’t it? You’d be forgiven for assuming it symbolizes some lingering longing for human connection. I really don’t believe it does.
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21. February 2009
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