https://www.facebook.com/GwenMcClellanWordsandPictures/videos/1153140354722747/
My boyo and I, out back, as the sun takes its leave of us ,
arriving somewhere else.
Tuesday, December 6, 2016
12.5.16 Here and then there
Bido Bee and me, wandering about the lovely ancient conservation field, now that snow buffers us from the ticks. Absolutely breathtaking, as the foothill meanders down to the river far below.
https://www.facebook.com/GwenMcClellanWordsandPictures/videos/1153140354722747/
My boyo and I, out back, as the sun takes its leave of us ,
arriving somewhere else.
https://www.facebook.com/GwenMcClellanWordsandPictures/videos/1153140354722747/
My boyo and I, out back, as the sun takes its leave of us ,
arriving somewhere else.
12.5.16 No matter
Outside Planet Fitness
no matter the whole nation/ earth thing, there was one beautiful
woo-hah going on.
12.5.16 One shining crow
One shining Crow far overhead
calling from the treetops
as we walk the cold dirt river road
on the dark beautiful morning
we are given.
12.3.16 Breathing
A dear friend has finished plasticing the windows of our house.
So after a morning of our errands, it was a fall-over in-bed rest for the duration.
I lay here, thinking about our nation, the world.
The windows buffeted out, then in. Out, in. My house was breathing.
So I lay here, breathing with my house.
Saying small words and thoughts and prayers for us all.
12.3.16 It's a beautiful sound
Around here, in fall and almost winter, comes warbling across the valleys and over small mountains the plaintive hoot of the train.
Sending out its' woo woo, that drops off each time , sounding half hearted and not wholly certain.
It's a beautiful sound, always a welcome surprise, that says that, why yes, the leaves have for the most part all fallen, and the air thinned and chilled, so the sound shall now wibble its sweet way on over to us.
Sending out its' woo woo, that drops off each time , sounding half hearted and not wholly certain.
It's a beautiful sound, always a welcome surprise, that says that, why yes, the leaves have for the most part all fallen, and the air thinned and chilled, so the sound shall now wibble its sweet way on over to us.
12/3,,5/16 FB videos
12.3.16 Saturday
I got down at the farmers fields, parked the car with the dog whining to get out, out on our walk and run, and there was the elegant goshawk, taking agile flight from the tree overhead, flying swiftly across the field, past the oasis of old growth trees, flying out through the trees by the river, and then far beyond.
https://www.facebook.com/gwen.mcclellan/videos/10208344285348251/
12.5.16 Monday
It was a nice day, a smoothly running day. 39 years together, and the blessed 24 hours of the day. His work and my taking-care-of-things and kid texts and calls and friends and workouts and dog walks and a yummy new Vietnamese stir fry recipe and darkness falling upon a snowy hilly conservation field, as the coyotes began roaming and the golden moon rose.
https://www.facebook.com/gwen.mcclellan/videos/10208344285348251/
I got down at the farmers fields, parked the car with the dog whining to get out, out on our walk and run, and there was the elegant goshawk, taking agile flight from the tree overhead, flying swiftly across the field, past the oasis of old growth trees, flying out through the trees by the river, and then far beyond.
https://www.facebook.com/gwen.mcclellan/videos/10208344285348251/
12.5.16 Monday
It was a nice day, a smoothly running day. 39 years together, and the blessed 24 hours of the day. His work and my taking-care-of-things and kid texts and calls and friends and workouts and dog walks and a yummy new Vietnamese stir fry recipe and darkness falling upon a snowy hilly conservation field, as the coyotes began roaming and the golden moon rose.
https://www.facebook.com/gwen.mcclellan/videos/10208344285348251/
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