Monday, August 25, 2014

August 25th-31st, 2014


August 25th, 2014
~
They come
under cover 
of darkness
glowing eyes
reveal their
secret location
band of bandits
nothing is safe
no stone
left unturned
ravishing 
the yard
the snails
long gone
empty shells 
sad remains
yet they 
charm us
those rascals
still wishing
they went 
elsewhere 
to ply 
their trade


August 26th, 2014
~
Early morning sunrise illuminates
Buddha's face looking inward
his peaceful countenance shines
~
Swirls of blueish incense rise
a bamboo flute sings sweetly
birds add their joyful voices
~
Sitting peacefully mind at rest
savoring this exquisite tranquility
such a perfect start to the day


August 27th, 2014
~
Diving deep
into the catnip
rolling around
her eyes crazed
she springs up
then races wildly
up the nearest tree
down again now the roof
around the garden
zero to nuts in
20 seconds flat
Ming Dragon
will crash soon
dreaming wild
drugged dreams
paws dancing
whiskers twitching
sleeping off
her natural high

Monday, August 18, 2014

August 18th-24th, 2014


August 18th, 2014
~
Minimal Monday
~
Hey you 
with the leaf
in your beak
I see you!!

***

#2
~
Betrayal  is such
an ugly word
leaving a bitter taste
~
What do you say
when the trust you had
was just a mirage?
~
When your heart and soul
your secrets and pain
are used against you?
~
You cry~that's what you do
you grieve for what's lost
everything you held dear.
~
That love~not always perfect
now sullied~how to go forward
from this painful dark place
~
Speaking now would be deadly
I'll pull in my antennae
and let my shell comfort me



August, 19th, 2014
~
You know how on some days
just like before a big storm
the air in our own lives can crackle
~
Leaving us unsettled and uneasy
strange feelings and happenings
swirling in our personal atmosphere
~
Then it hits~hard~swirling~driving
spinning us this way and that
our feelings boiling like thunderclouds
~
The storm breaks~leaving us reeling
like the heavens~tears fall heavily
flash flood~releasing tension and stress
~
Internal storms~washing over us violently
leaving us spend~yet  also thankful
we've survived~made it through intact
~
This calm after the storm~it can clear our vision
we can breathe again and savor the new day
yes they'll come~but we've weathered them before
~
May they strengthen us~encourage new growth
may their wisdom thrive in us
may we step forward with courage and grace


August 20th, 2014
~
 Floral periscope extends
surveys her world
can't help but smile back


August 21st, 2014
~
Bella Donna~Beautiful Lady
so tempting~so deadly
~
Long ago~lovely ladies used you
to enhance their own beauty
~
Your essence turning their eyes
dark and mysterious~like you
~
Your poison~aiding some
eliminating others~deadly gift
~
 It is rumored that you aided
 witches in their ability to fly
~
Bella Donna~dark beauty
able to enhance~or destroy


August 22nd, 2014
~
Eagerly opening their bright faces
greeting the brilliant sun
not knowing her passionate kiss
will be the death of them
we enjoy their velvety beauty
the glory of this morning
savoring the moment


#2
~
This owl winked once
as my husband passed by
how could he resist that
~
And how could I resist
embellishing his dear gift
with my own touch
~
Lovely Midnight Owl
now rests safely
touching my heart


August, 23rd, 2014
~
Gathered together
cheek to cheek
these mature beauties
~
Perfect imperfection
bruised and marred
yet treasured and loved
~
For beneath the surface
their hearts are tender
their sweetness sings
~
These ladies gave their all
luscious Apple Crumble
transformation complete


August, 24th, 2014
~
Paying it forward
~
So often we come across this concept
paying it forward~encouraging others
what better way then applying it right here
in this group of kindred spirits~sharing of themselves
how well I remember my first tottering steps
upon this stage~nervous~my words still halting
a bit stilted and unsure~fingers shaking ~hovering
above the button that would send it out there
for all to see~my soul laid bare to some extend
I've been around now for a while~still writing
those early days of first uncertainty behind me
yet there are new voices or sometimes even old
who will benefit from that sign of really being seen
of that like or better yet a comment~input to validate
their voices and feelings~we all know about the lack
of time~ swiftly running~not enough hours in our days
trying to do it all and still find time for us and friends
yet when I think of all those actions~encouraging me
allowing me and many others to spread their fledgling wings
how can I not take a little time each day~paying it forward?

Sunday, August 10, 2014

August 11th-17th, 2014


August 11th, 2014
~
Minimal Monday
~
Even the clouds 
could not conceal
her silver beauty




#2
~
Still lingering
our morning gift
Bella Luna




#3
~
Rising sun
kisses her face
she blushes




August 12th, 2014
~
Heavenly goddess ascends
veiled in glamour
working her celestial magic
~
Turning night into day
enchanting country roads
now a silvery river
~
All night she dazzled 
spilling her magic
her pale silhouette remains


August 13th, 2014
~
Morning Meditation
~
He sits calmly in the center of chaos
weekly changing of the linens
eyes open~then closed~open again
his purr a chant of contentment
paws kneading quietly~he's at peace
this silver tabby Dalai Lama of cats
accepting change without a fuss
living in the moment~content
nothing disrupts his morning mediation
even the sudden covering of his head
bringing temporary darkness
still he sits and purrs~the embodiment
of serenity~no matter what life brings
there is a lesson to be learned in that

***

August 14th, 2014
~
Do they truly exist
in the real world
those nurturing circles
you often read about
women holding hands
inclusive of all~no cliques
tenderly supporting each other
never judging or competing
just sharing comfort and love
with their fellow sisters
or is it just fiction written by
women for women~they themselves
in search of such exquisite tenderness
I often wonder about that



August 15th, 2014
~
Tonight's forecast
mostly clear with scattered 
Maxfield Parrish clouds


August 16th, 2014
~
6WS
~
Look for joy
in every day
***
Fanciful ~I know
but that big teddy 
in the evening sky
holding out his arms
as if to embrace us all
brought a smile to my face
reminding me~there's much joy
to be found in even a cloudy day
regardless of what the daily news
would have us all believe
it's not all gloom and doom
look for joy!!



August 17th, 2014
~
Tenderly kissed by the rising sun
bright cheerful faces shine
Four o'clocks at Eight o'clock
they care not for the time
~
They open up their pretty gowns
for all the word to see
their lives are short~but do not frown
soon they'll be spilling seed
~
On and on the wheel does turn
each year they come anew
they bless us with their loveliness
I'll share this lovely view





Friday, August 1, 2014

August 1st-10th, 2014


August 1st, 2014
~
Mystical strange beast
found dry on the forest floor
a generous splash of water
some tender loving care
 behold this small miracle
~
Delicate tentacles unfold
once dry and crisp
now soft to the touch
brought home from the forest
yet reminiscent of the sea
~
Mind's eye can imagine
this creature beneath the waves
the fishy face~delicate fronds
moving with the sea currents
but no~from up high it fell
~
Picked up dry and broken
from the dark forest floor
anointed with water at home
watching it come to life
Ming sniffs the withered beast
~
Can she read their story
absorb the places they've been
will the scent take her away
to wild places~into the canopy
with a perfect bird's eye view 


August 2nd, 2014
~
Another morning spend dragging heavy hoses
attempting to keep our corner of desert green
it seems a silly task really~but oh how my heart
needs that bit of green to refresh the eye and senses
my roots~still yearning for the verdant land of my birth
~
So each morning in deep summer~many hours spend
tugging~cursing~moaning~sweat freely pouring down
then my reward~slightest cooling~refreshing
soul and senses~not only for us~but all of nature
sweet winged ones now fly in~whole flocks arrive
~
Eagerly chattering~their tiny wings nearly grazing
my cheek ~they land in the glistening wet shrubs
wings fluttering as they bathe~refreshing themselves
Bushtits by the dozens~their sweet chirps fill the air
then robins come to scratch the now moist earth
~
Red breasts glow~heads bob~finding buried treasure
the labor now well worthwhile~our oasis is teeming
seeing us through another summer~one hot day at a time
counting our blessings~fresh water~pumped from the deep
not all are this lucky~giving thanks for this bounty daily


August 3rd, 2014
~
Seven Word Sunday
~
Portly visitor
eagerly gathers sweet
bounty within


August 4th, 2014
~
Eerie arms~dripping lace
reach up into the fog
searching the silvery skies
as if to part the curtain
revealing hidden mysteries
dare we stay and wait
will it be just the hidden sun
or something ominous
sudden evening breeze animates
lace flutters~crow caws
goosebumps form~is it the breeze??


August 5th, 2014
~
Soft hiss of rain on a cold tin roof
plip plop as it drips off the edge
glistening droplets quivering on leaf's edge
~
This is the stuff California summer dreams
are made of~unexpected~most welcome
giving heartfelt thanks for our wet reprieve


#2
~
Imperfect Ten
~
Not feeling blue
pink tears of joy
honoring the rain


August 6th, 2014
~
Once upon a time~ in a Northern Kingdom
there lived a dear little princess~loved by all
And no~it's not the one currently occupying
the Firefly Throne~that's Princess Ming Dragon
~
Sadly the dear Princess of whom I speak
has long outgrown her little Firefly Throne
but once she occupied it quite often
I am speaking of  Princess Plum Blossom
~
She of the lovely red gold hair and sweet freckles
wearing the silken Crane Kimono~fanning herself
oh how she filled our heart with joy and happiness
curled up~her sweet nose in a book most everyday
~
As often happens~they do grow up up and away
she's gone now~following the path to a promising future
fairy tales savored~now replaced by serious text books
still her dear memory lingers and makes us smile today
~
We found her Firefly Throne~tucked away safely
carefully unfolded it~remembering sweet times
she's making her own happiness~Prince optional
may she find joy and live happily ever after


August 7th, 2014
~
Delicate bones rest on the sand
the illusion of flight remains
though the heart no longer beats



August 8th, 2014
~
Side by side~ they pose cheerfully
one invited~wearing indigo velvet
the other in white~crashing the party
***
August 9th, 2014
~
Inspiration took flight
roosting elsewhere today


August 10th, 2014
~
Seems eons ago we walked
this monochromatic landscape
undulating toward the sea
~
Listening to seagulls laugh
breakers rushing in with a roar
dogs barking in the distance
~
Memory must sustain us now
inland~far from the sea
longing for the song of the beach


August 10th, 2014
~
In Pursuit of Luna
~
Following the winding country roads
we drive~ searching for Luna
out there~away from our small valley
~
It's not to be~tonight clouds bar her way
she struggles~trying to break free
we wait patiently~hoping against hope
~
Still what a blessing~this lovely breeze
prairie stretching to the far horizon
technicolor sunset blazing to the West
~
Darkness falls~cricket song fills the night
lone egret stands~his small pond shimmers
two swifts dip and turn~catching dinner
~
Outlined against the evening sky
suddenly an owl appears
gliding silently across the prairie
~
What better way to spend a summer night
out here on the wide open land
feeling the gentle night air on our faces


Thursday, July 31, 2014

July 31st, 2014 Belated Anniversary Treat

July 31st, 2014
~
Belated Anniversary Treat
July 28th~July 30th
~
First Day~the journey
~
Well, we got a bit of a late start, but in the end did make our getaway for at least a few days.
Loading up our things and 4 large, over exited dogs, off we went to see the world, well a bit
of it anyhow. Our destination after weeks and weeks of Triple Digit Weather was the coast.
Out the gate we rumbled, quivering, hysterical Petey between our seats. This was going to be
a long ride...and it was.
The journey nearly ended before it began, but we finally negotiated a peace treaty with Petey
the Drama King and decided to keep on going. This despite a bit of a rocky start, involving Petey getting his first flying lesson into the back of the RV. Now before you get overexcited at this obvious case of animal cruelty, this came after trying to hide under Dad's feet and the gas and brake petals as we were making our way through the very treacherous Trinity River Canyon toward the sea. There was no stopping, so Petey had to be extracted and removed from this area of grave danger for all of us. No place to pull over, so I had to make a desperate move.
As a rule I am very weak at critter discipline, but the fear of death by plunging 100's of feet
to the riverbed brought out a very agitated pack leader in me. Not proud of it, I must confess.
I was shrieking and carrying on quite bit, resulting in the now horrified Petey giving up the fight, climbing onto the small couch, turning his back to me, spending the rest of the trip staring out into the the setting sun, the landscape flying past the window. I can only guess what went through this mind and frankly I'd rather not know. Thankfully he had a lengthy sulk which lasted nearly the rest of our travels over the worst and most dangerous spots.

The relentless heat followed us for hours, our planned night stop came not to be as even there,
on the other side of the coastal range night time temps were near the 100's, even that late. So on
we drove, our destination now the coast for good, no sleep to be found in the heat or the roaring
generator powering the A/C.
We finally arrived well after dark, a moist, heavy fog greeting us. While this what we came for,
late at night, with no RV space reserved it was a bit daunting and we were feeling a quite lost.
But we bravely moved forward, searching for a place to park, knowing we needed to get
settled for the night. It seemed a lost cause, I must confess. Then suddenly, a mirage?!? Along the
ocean side of Hwy 101, lit RV's, cozy tents and flickering campfires. Dare we hope?? Taking
the next exit we backtracked and found our Eden. Spacious pull through lots, low fees, this once our
senior status paying off. We settled in with a deep sense of relief. The very stressful journey finally done, it was time to break out the wine and beer. Both to celebrate our 28 year union and our survival of the harrowing trip to our destination. The Universe had finally decided it had toyed with us enough ,we earned our just rewards.
~
Day Two~now it was time to just enjoy!
~
Nested under the covers, joyfully feeling cold bits sticking out, we knew we'd arrived for sure. Having slept well, we were woken by first movements of our fellow campers and the strident calls of Gulls and Crows having noisy disputes over scraps found around the camps. The scent of the sea wafted through the open windows, the roaring breakers a most welcome sound. Time to get up and check things out.
Evidently this is the place we were meant to stop, just ask the gull.

Though the sign next to her, guarded by a crow did give us a bit of pause. But we decided, if today was our last day, at least we were feeling joyful, enjoying it to the fullest.




The day was spend walking wonderful trails, our team of dogs in hand, the fresh sea air invigorating. Fog still hung most everywhere, with just a few clear spots her and there. HEAVEN!! Off the trail, down to the sea, laying silvery at our feet. Gulls wheeling, sea stacks still nearly hidden in the fog. What a delight!! Tess, our Shepard Girl, dancing and twirling at the end of her Flexi Leash, at times gamboling like a spring lamb. Leashes required on this beach, just as well, those two, Tess and Candy would run wild, following their noses, no doubt, never to be seen again. The Lost Dog poster at the beginning of the trail, a grim reminder to those who would give in and answer the brown eyed plea of "Let me run, let me run."





Exhausted we load back up, a few necessities are missing and must be purchased so off we go.
That matter handled, we head up the coast for just a few more miles, hoping to find a spot in the Redwoods. The State Parks are full, the only option a rather lovely rest stop. But it's so busy, we'd find no rest there.
Still, for a short while I walk into the small grove of trees. Though not ancient, I am immediately under their spell. Walking the trails, huge stumps of trees who once were, bring tears to my eyes. How can one approach such majesty with ax or howling chainsaw? It just stuns me as you can feel their wonderful energy walking beneath their crowns. Looking up, up, up into the canopy, these giants are ecosystems in themselves.



Turning southward again, we decide to spend one more night at our beach campsite before heading inland. It's getting late in the day, the drive home too windy and dangerous, with just one rest stop along the way. So we enjoy one more afternoon of delicious fog, salty air. No watering chores, no chores at all, we needed this. Just hanging out taking walks, one the beach alone, deeply resented by Candy Poppins who ate her harness to punish us. Still, what joy to just walk without teams of excited dogs pulling us this way and that. They get their own walkies upon our return, heading down the now familiar trail. As the day comes slowly to an end, we spend time watching the activity around us. New campers arrive, set up and soon darkness falls, first campfires flicker, happy campers silhouetted against the silvery sky. Deeply relaxed we wish this could go on forever, alas our home and cats await us at the end of the trail. We sink into bed at last, savoring one last cool night.
~
Third Day~ Homeward bound
~
Waking on our last day, looking out the window we see the camp come to live. New arrivals are moving about. The colorful, old bus, spills loads of dread-locked folks onto the beach. Who knew it could hold that many and several dogs.



Reluctantly we sort our things, tidying everything up, ready for the long ride home. Petey receives his happy pill, hoping to make his travels a bit easier...for all of us. On the road again we drink it all in, to remember this lovely time.
Goodbye lovely fog, green pastures grazed by happy cows,silvery, delicious sea. Goodbye stately Redwoods, sandy beaches and shrieking gulls. Our hearts are sad, yet full, lucky to have had this wonderful reprieve from our hot, daily lives. We are truly blessed and try to remember that blessing as we slowly make our way uphill, into the coastal range. Last banks of fog slowly give way to blue skies and temperatures start rising.


As the truck shifts into overdrive, climbing ever higher, following the Trinity River, we start talking and planning. We need to do this now and then to keep us sane. To have a day here and there just for pleasure so our last stop along the way is our favorite lake. And miracle of miracles, in this time of severe drought statewide, our paradise is full to the brim. Sparkling water as far as the eye can see, our favorite little island, sitting offshore, beckoning us.



We'll be there soon, our old, yellow ski boat gently bopping on the waves. Lounging in hammocks, enjoying a picnic and a day of watery fun.


The sadness at leaving the coast behind is slowly evaporating like fog. Our next adventure awaits us....




Monday, July 28, 2014

July 28th-30th, 2014


July 28th, 2014
~
Settling deeply 
into the bed of Nip
it's party time!!!


July 30th, 2014
~
Two Tens
~
Quivering droplets tremble
watery fireflies glow
olive drinks deeply tonight


In a New Moon sky
first bats are
turning somersaults