These Free Birds
…and for the loving family that allots them to roam thy fertile ground.
…and for the loving family that allots them to roam thy fertile ground.
for offering their guidance and an abundance of love upon our arrival.
This ain’t no wandering path through dense thicket nor the shade of a grove of pines, but fairies must be around the bend dancing to the beats of the pitter patter of the start of rain. Along with gnomes, sprites … Continue reading
Voracious adventurous appetite is what these little guys displayed all afternoon…never did they let up. Good to see healthy, growing little beings full of heart without any limitations to their being. Brought up tender memoirs of boys that were once … Continue reading
Before we get all tawny as the classis coat of autumn tends to convert into these days, we are still enjoying the last of the transitional hues against the remaining greens even under ill-omened skies. The rain never came, a … Continue reading
Throw on your boots and a make a dash for the corn maze in the golden hour…pressure’s on to find the way out before dusk—walking just isn’t an option. You couldn’t tell from the dozen or so of photos that … Continue reading
You cannot receive too much nourishment from the universe any more than you can breathe too much air or tube roll too much. Last ones to leave this farm; we’ll be back for another dose of giddiness, hilarity and mirth. … Continue reading
“We have come from the light, the place where the light came into being by itself, established itself and appeared in their image.” – Gospel of Thomas (50)
Too delightful of a late afternoon to leave without cozying up around a fire. I’m enchanted.
Within us, motion and restAt every moment, present and perfect“We are its children and the chosen of the living father.”-Gospel of Thomas (50)