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Winter Grass and Wind
The winter grass and wind sings her song. Ravens join the chorus. Returning to roots and origin. Lulled to sleep by the natural world.
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Pockets and Nests
The northern cold and snow arrived late this year. Huddled against the wind we walk icy paths to the hilltop. A clear view of the cloud-skewed sky. Pockets of white, grey, and rare blue. Various footprints scattered from trees to grasses. We stop briefly to admire the apparent stillness when only the wind is heard,…
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Calming Video of Lake Superior
The video below is 2-minutes of the sun rising over Lake Superior on 01-JAN-2019 in northern MN. The temperature was around -5 with a 5 to 10 mile per hour wind. The rolling waves, growing sun, and steam rising from the shoreline was focused, calming, and soothing. The morning provided an opening for me to…
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Tree on Cliff
We have been visiting this location on Lake Superior for 10-years. Through every season and every weather pattern. Regardless of what is happening and going on around me, I always come back to that tree. On the cliff above the turbulent waters, standing tall against the wind, drenched in summer rain, or encased in ice.…
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Poem – Calm Waters
April sunrise over the calm water a slow dance of light across the surface. this path now appearing after minutes lost in the subtle voice of nature opens a watery light encased portal that is my chance to leave this world.
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Poem – Heartbeat
In the depths of winter, when I stand as one of the white birch when the ravens come to rest atop silent pines and the fields calm I finally know I am alive when I hear my heartbeat.
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Poem – Calming
What more can I ask for, what more can I expect, than the colors of autumn calming the chaos within.
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Photos from Lutsen – 04/14/16
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Poem – Matter
Sitting on the warm patio the afternoon sun is calm and soothing. The wind from the north is strong and cool – we shade our eyes. The grass recently lost its cover and the yard is brown and crunches beneath dog’s feet. The sky is blue and filled with black wings – we watch ravens…
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Poem – A Plea
In the sea my reflection is carried away by smoke and mist. I stood there with what was left. Broken, motionless stripped of my armor, I pleaded to whatever gods lived here in the golden light and calm sea – What more must I give? I have given blood. I have given sanity. My mind…