3.22.15 Just feeling the gratitude

3.22.15 Tonight

Tonight is a beautiful, quiet complex night, in this neck of the woods, with the loveliness of the crescent moon and Venus to guide us into dreams. 

Thinking of the one I love.

3.22.15 Lost and then found again

Peace of mind,

in the midst of stress and struggle,

is lost and then found again,

breath by breath by breath.

3.22.15 The forest quieted by the night

At five am, the sky was filled with faint golden billowing clouds,

 silently racing by overhead, as much of the living slept on. 

The air warmer than the snows and cool of yesterday, 

the forest quieted by the night.

3.22.15 Diving Goshawks; Soaring Broad-wing Hawks

Diving Goshawks, soaring Broad-wing Hawk's

Adolescent Crows doing mating dances

This day has it all

3.22.15 A small pile up was reported,

early this morning, 
in the vicinity of Rt. 49 
and the southern foothill

3.21.15 Abandoned, as if it held little import

So much of our female lineage is forgotten. Erased. Discarded.

Abandoned, as if it held little import. 

And so, what is in a name? Not all things,  certainly, but a lot.