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One who is noisy in the wood, scares away mushrooms. ~Russian proverb
Great art has this power, this power to grab your attention and suspend it: we stare, sometimes awestruck, sometimes silent, but we cease the restless movement that otherwise characterizes our every waking moment. . . . ~Ken Wilber.
Naked and cold she shivers in the November wind hoping to shed the last tenacious leaves and finally go dormant until Spring. ©2019 Sharron R. McMillan
Fallen cedar tree reborn into beautiful cedar posts that will hold our new French Doors.
We all grow up with the weight of history on us. Our ancestors dwell in the attics of our brains as they do in the spiralling chains of knowledge hidden in every cell of our bodies. ~Shirley Abbott
Fungi are the grand recyclers of the planet and the vanguard species in habitat restoration. ~Paul Stamets
Fall back to golden chilly days to crackling fire and morning haze, woollen socks to warm our toes, curled up in our mohair throws. Back to winter’s basic norm, splitting wood and keeping warm. ©2019 Sharron R. McMillan
“If you feel all damp and lonely like a mushroom, find the thick, creamy soup of joyfulness and just dive into it in order to make life tastier” ~Munia Khan
Last ray of sun kisses my forehead, vanishes behind cedar trees. Chill suddenly inspires me to go inside. I’ve nibbled the last pea, and sour blackberry of the year. October and the garden are finished. So am I. ©2019 Sharron … Continue reading