Wordless Wednesday: Welcome Yuletide Visitor
Magical harbinger of happiness, we are rarely visited by bluebirds, since they prefer open meadows. So this cheerful sight is especially welcome.
Magical harbinger of happiness, we are rarely visited by bluebirds, since they prefer open meadows. So this cheerful sight is especially welcome.
Poet Deborah Gregory kindly granted her permission to share this poem of hers today, inspired by these magical in-between days leading up to Solstice.
Huddled around our fire circle, this bench tells the story of our 12 inches or so of late Autumn snowfall. As of this morning, we are still iced in.
It’s time for our annual Solstice Sun Wreath Circle: a global advent event for all beliefs to share, whether you are religious or not. Please join us!
It’s been a rough time, but we need to be reminded and reawakened — over and over. Especially now. There is a bigger story we are a part of.
As the sun sets in Rockport, Mass. on the Cape Ann peninsula, Nature smiles in all Her beauty on a perfect day I will always cherish. Vast gratitude.
Every week seems to bring more drama, craziness, scandal, sorrow, and anger. We must remember to pause the head noise, connect, and breathe. Join me?
It’s Wordless Wednesday. Take a break. Go outdoors. Be silent and receive life’s many blessings. Absorb the majesty of resurrection in every thing.
After thunder and lightning last night, on this first full day of Spring, an uncharacteristic snow squall descends on us here at Laurel Hill cottage.
Spring is slowly arriving at our Laurel Hill Cottage, with a pair of spotted salamanders stirring in our pond. Although common, they are rarely seen.