Happy Solstice to You

spring has been beautiful

wild orchids sprinkle the woods

but you must look for them

as they are not plentiful or obvious

a visitor, only stayed a couple of minutes

(a black bear)

many days involved visiting flowers

(yep, that is me)

some days are spent chasing Red-napped sapsuckers off of my mountain ash tree, and letting them peck for sap on the alders that grow like weeds

fields of flowers make my heart swell with energy

and 

appreciation for life

collecting wild roses and herbs for tea

a spiritual elixer

tiny green being, the size of an ant 

metallic and busy is a delight to see

bugs galore

visiting my sketch

while sitting in the grass

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Spring was lovely!

Now to embrace summer and all the gifts it offers.

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Lovely Solstice to you!

Be it Summer or Winter in your part of the world. 

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Threshold of Summer

June is our rainy month

time of storms

and beautiful skies

a time when life is giving birth

fawns

flowers
wild roses:

Indian paintbrush:

 owlets:

great gray owlet

a lovely time

on the threshold of summer

i paused to consider sharing a story with you

i use this blog as a spirit helper

to remind us that nature has the ability to uplift our spirits

as i paused i thought that intense things in nature are good for us too

they remind us of what is real

teaching us respect and awareness:

three black bears hunted in my yard recently

a mamma and her two large cubs

 i heard the bleating of a fawn....

 

it was entirely dramatic in 

motion and sound

as i could hear them growling, grunting and chomping their feast

one bear climbed up and down a cottonwood tree 

with ease

they might have caught the fawn's scent as they wandered

or the protective mothers scent

the mother deer was entirely distraught

my heart went out to her

I have been looking at humanized bears in art in a different way 

this week

but

we all eat

and something must die for this to happen

so it is simply real

bears are seriously strong and wild creatures

i most certainly witnessed this
and living in the wilds of Montana
is indeed wild 
 

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Roses and Strawberries

wandering through the woods
a grouse lures me away
from its precious eggs which lay
upon the forest floor

wild roses bloom
sat to admire delicate fragrant petals
which I had to eat
tasting the sweetness
ethereal pleasure

when one eats from the wild
one becomes part of the wild

scent of rain
arrives on a warm summer breeze
wandering home as the storm flies in
hoping for another rose to see
so I can take it home with me
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