Monday, November 22, 2010

For the love of moss...

Down the trail

in the woods

you'll find

moss.

I ::love:: moss!

Moss with soldiers at attention.

Moss draped on logs like a lace table cloth.

Miniature mushrooms hiding in moss.

Moss rounds on moss.
Moss on moss ~ hee!

Moss reaching for the sun.

Through the secret pines..

and up the valley..

Waterfalls with moss.

So magical... I don't ever want to leave.

Ancient rock filled, moss covered valleys,

where if you glance over your shoulder,

you just might see the shadow of a dinosaur
disappearing behind one of the moss covered boulders!

~

Saturday, November 20, 2010

Fog

A beautiful fog crept into the woods last week.

I love fog.

Sending its streamers down through the trees as the sun came up.

Thick coatings of frost made even the weeds look magical.

Glazed. Like sugar.

We spun honey last weekend, but it was slooowwwww moving with the colder weather.
Going to have to move the operation in by the wood stove for the final straining.

Wishing you all a golden-sugar-glazed-see-the-world-through-foggy-glasses weekend!


Monday, November 8, 2010

Monday Smile

This little guy has been smiling at me when I look out of the dining room doors. Mom parked him on the bench between our houses. She sneaks out at night to light him up, then when I walk past the door..SMILE!!

It stays lit all night, so the first thing I see in the dark when I stumble out for coffee is a smile.

Isn't it nice to start the day with a smile??

Okay..
This is making me smile too.

After reading about living fences in Mother Earth News, I've been on the HUNT for Osage Oranges. Been looking for weeks now and no luck!

Made the hubs do a u-turn yesterday so I could scramble along a curb and snag FOUR puny pieces of fruit. He was a good sport about it, as he passed up a few a couple a weeks ago and when I went back for them they were GONE..

I got home to find my mom had snagged an ENTIRE BAG on her way home...

Three cheers for JOSE GEORGE's...
That's what a friend called them by mistake.

(Click the living fence link above to read about growing an osage orange fence. The link was acting funny, so it may have cut some of it off. Found it in the latest issue of Mother Earth)


Monday, November 1, 2010

Found :: Lost

I've found something over the last few weeks...

Morning.

I read something a few weeks ago and it sparked an idea.
What would happen if I got up early every day?

Not just work days.
EVERY morning.

Novel idea for someone who is not a "morning" person.

I've watched the sunrise through the woods.

Seen the sun streak through the kitchen.

Captured a pink moon before the sun gobbled it up for the day.

Leapt off the back porch into the woods breathing the crisp fall air as fast as my slippers would take me.

Wanting to get lost in the woods.

The question then is how to get lost. Never to get lost is not to live, not to know how to get lost brings you to destruction, and somewhere in the terra incognita in between lies a life of discovery.

~ Rebecca Solnit: A Field Guide to Getting Lost

If you are trying to find me..

I'll be lost in the studio today..

Watching the sun come up!