I am watching the wild turkeys fly from the roof of my house up to the high branches of the sycamores along the creek. They are tucking themselves in for the night. Light is fading so no photos of their graceful, yes graceful, gliding in the air with their huge wings spread wide. They areContinue reading “Turkey Flight”
Snow dusting Case Mountain, view from Cort Cottage.
There is a kind of lull here, some of the trees are dropping leaves, the Chinese pistache trees planted almost 30 years ago. I’ve just learned that the female trees have red berries that turn blue, and so the tree that was planted by birds or winds or serendipity at the edge of cottage deckContinue reading “Trees who wait…”
Summer is a reflective time, a slowing down for me. I work at chores early in the morning. Then spend time with the outside world online for a while online. Maybe some art-making or “putzing around” in the studio. Of course, a nap, if needed. And swimming in the river in late afternoon, where theContinue reading “Deep into summer, high into mountains…”
I have always known that Cort Cottage Bed and Breakfast is a bridge to nature for its guests. Bridging between city and country, between fast pace and slow pace, between asphalt and mountains, between high tech and low tech, even though the cottage has wireless internet, and between stress and relaxation… Looking from the DinelyContinue reading “Bridge to Nature”
Rains that come and go, leaving golden light upon the hills. A few days ago it was “snowing” here with huge flakes filling the air but none were exactly sticking to the ground outside my window. They just dusted the hills like a baker sifting confectioners sugar over cupcakes. It was white, white across theContinue reading “the glories of February”
When did you first fall in love with nature? This question landed on me, as a surprising imperative (posed by keynote speaker, John Muir Laws), in a crowded banquet room in Sacramento, where 800 “plant people” had gathered for the 2009 Conservation Conference of the California Native Plant Society. This happened two weeks ago….. InContinue reading “When did you fall in love with nature?”
…broken open by the essence of broken-open-ness itself…