Venus soaks up the new day
Reflecting in the Bic blue sky
Even the trees reach to hug
Her translucent beauty
Good Morning Venus, my love
Red Raven Retreat | Willow River, MN 2012
Fungus barnacles sprout new life for the fallen limb
As with all life there comes an end
Nature reminds us of the circle
Red Raven Retreat | Willow River, Mn 2012
“No spring nor summer beauty hath such grace
As I have seen in one autumnal face.”
~ John Donne
Fairbanks, Alaska | July 2012
How green is your forest
How tall are your trees
How fresh is your air
Drawing a life between rough edges
Obstacles of varying size, shape, matter
Strength shadowed at times
By casualties beneath tough exteriors
Rings of wisdom hidden
Gnarled pockets of thought
Seasonal whispers hushed
Misplaced trust deeply exposed
Oberg Mountain | Lutsen, MN 2012
These trees remind me of my son and me.
Two strong and independent individuals.
Both with scars from growing and learning.
Just as a parent attempts to shelter their young…
There comes a time when that life must seek out their own sunlight to bask in.
The trees are leaning toward that same light
The younger planted straighter, with an eager reach pulling away.
Still the two are one and the same, one born of the other.
It is time for the aged cedar to relent…
As the day will approach when the new growth
Will take the place of the wizened cedar as it falls to rest.
Living in a land that is covered with snow for 1/3 of the year I found the only way to survive is to get out in the elements.
We have snowshoe’d in weather as extreme as negative 20 degrees, photos of frozen hair to prove it. There are some who say “your nuts” to those I merely smile and say “yes, I am”!
The tree and snowscape was taken at a local state park Wild River State Park in North Branch, MN
The image of the man in the snow was taken during a photo shoot with a kindred spirit and friend.
This is my attempt at merging spirits, Mother Earth, Old Man Winter and a wise Shaman.
Oberg Mountain | Lutsen, MN 2012
Tonight I had dinner with a very dear cousin. We had not seen or spoken to each other in many years, and neither of us could figure out why.
To say we reconnected is not exactly true, as we never really have been disconnected from one another.
We have had many changes in the last 7 or so years, children grown, trials of life, growth of spirit and a sense of knowing that “there is more”.
We are from a family of strong women and our roots are deeply intertwined.
So happy we have reunited, I have missed you coz!
Carver Regional Park | Minnetrista, MN 2011
Trees have always fascinated me
Called to me
Sometimes whispered to me
This old Oak brings back memories of childhood
Living in Nordeast Minneapolis there was not a lot of room to roam
There was a vacant lot on the fringes of the neighborhood
In this lot stood a tall strong oak
A few of us decided we would turn this old oak into a tree apartment
The only boards on this tree were the ones used to create a makeshift front stoop
Each child had a limb
Each limb was an apartment
Each apartment had a phone
A pink plastic replica of a real phone
Or two cans with a string
An entire summer was spent in the “apartment” complex
We were like birds sitting in the tree all day, we could not be seen from passersby only heard
Sounds emitting from the tree were not the sounds of birds singing but the sounds of children
That was a great summer
Silver Lake Park, 3 Rivers District | MN 2012
The same owl, stretching
She stretched both wings
before moving back into the hallow of the oak
Amazing to think that when this large
winged creature is in flight she will
emit no sound, just a swoop right before you see her