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I place another dry fir log onto hot coals in the wood stove, I am warmed and filled with thankfulness for a tree once dead and seemingly useless that fell one windy night across our power lines. Hydro was there … Continue reading
When winter winds are piercing chill, And through the hawthorn blows the gale, With solemn feet I tread the hill, That overbrows the lonely vale. ~Excerpt from Woods In Winter by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow – 1807-1882
Mushrooms are popping up everywhere throughout the woods.
One who is noisy in the wood, scares away mushrooms. ~Russian proverb
Finished and hung. From the inside looking outAnd from the outside looking in. Trim and hardware still to do but we love our homemade doors.
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