on the Solstice, December 2019 Bearing only a sliver of lightso I might know I adressedthe sky at all, I asked: Why must there be more black night?”So I may replenish the color of crow feathers,that wolves may know when to sing,that the moon might casta reflection in black waterand know that it is beautiful.ShouldContinue reading “Conversation with the Night Sky”
Today, I, pridefully, smell like dog. My heroine is black and white and loved all over.
Wild, Abandoned reflected on the active energy present in nature during the winter solstice. Near the eve of the Hibernal Solstice, here’s a vignette on a very near winter world & the relationships of plant and mammals. Neither of the varieties of both hibernate, it seems. In fact, there is a highly energetic relationship betweenContinue reading “Of Squirrels & Spruces-A Midwinter Tale”