Category Archives: nature

August 14, 2025

day 224

Mystical Messenger in the Bramlett Mountain Foothills ~kat 2025

fawn outside the window

gentle messenger
of grace and intuition…
you can trust your gut

~kat

I looked up the symbolism of seeing a fawn close and this is what I found….

Much love, peace and glimmers to you

~kat ✨✨✨💚💚💚✨✨✨

Source: My Mythos

Symbolism & Meaning of The Fawn

The Fawn, in the tapestry of modern symbolism, may represent the delicate balance between vulnerability and resilience. It whispers of the power found in gentle strength, reminding us that true power isn’t always about brute force. Perhaps it’s about yielding when necessary, adapting to the changing winds, and trusting the wisdom of your intuition. The Fawn spirit animal may also be a symbol of innocence and purity, a reminder to approach the world with an open heart and a curious mind.

The Fawn’s presence in your personal mythology could suggest a deep connection to the natural world and the cycles of life, death, and rebirth. It may symbolize the importance of nurturing your inner child and allowing yourself moments of playfulness and wonder. Perhaps the Fawn calls you to embrace your sensitivity and recognize it as a gift, not a weakness. It could be a guide through the tangled forests of your subconscious, illuminating the path towards self-discovery and wholeness.

In some cultures, the Fawn is associated with new beginnings, hope, and spiritual awakening. It may signify the potential for growth and transformation, reminding you that even in the darkest of times, there is always the promise of renewal. The Fawn could be a symbol of resilience in the face of adversity, a gentle reminder that even the smallest creatures can possess immense inner strength.

15 Comments | tags: digital art., digital photography, fawn, Glimmers, Haiku, Poem a Day, Poetry | posted in 2025, Digital Art & Photos, Haiku, Life Lessons, nature, Poetry, Random Thoughts and Musings, Social Issues, Spirituality

August 14, 2025

day 223

By Kat Myrman

Spotted Lantern Fly
Bramlett Mountain Foothills in August 2025 ~ kat

dead spotted lantern fly

it’s so beautiful 
deceptively destructive 
marked for swift slaughter 

~kat

At first glance, finding this insect filled me with awe. It is so colorful…so beautiful. Upon closer inspection, I realized it was a spotted lantern fly. I was relieved that it was already dead. The park service has deemed this beautiful bug invasive, a threat to local crops and trees. Those who find them are advised to eliminate them swiftly. At least I didn’t need to squish it under my shoe. I hate that feeling, and the sound. I might be tempted after finding a live one to leave it alone.

Who am I to decide that this bug should not exist. After all, their favorite vegetation to devour are trees-of-heaven…an invasive, fast growing tree, abundant in the woods where I live. They have a shallow, but vast widespread root system that makes them hard to uproot. It would seem as if nature knew what she was doing by placing these formidable invaders in close proximity to each other. The issue is that the spotted lantern flies have an expanded diet…decimating other trees and plants. Meanwhile the trees of heaven flourish unabated. And humans, being the control freaks that we are with an affinity for cultured lawns and pristine landscapes, make it our mission to control nature. Sometimes I wonder who’s invading who! No need to answer that. I already know the answer. I learn a new thing every day. How magnificent and efficient the natural world is. That’s my glimmer for today.

Rest in peace little spotted lantern fly. You were just living your life to the fullest doing what instinct and evolution informed you to do. Even in death you are beautiful. A glimmer even!

Much love, peace, and glimmers to you.

~kat✨✨✨💚💚💚✨✨✨

5 Comments | tags: digital photography, Glimmers, Haiku, nature, Poem a Day, Poetry, spotted lantern fly | posted in 2025, Digital Art & Photos, Essays, Haiku, Life Lessons, nature, Poetry, Random Thoughts and Musings, Social Issues, Spirituality

August 13, 2025

day 222

By Kat Myrman

high ground 

when storms come, head to high ground
it’s not wise to wait for the water to rise
a fool tarries long, and many have drowned
when storms come, head to high ground
one tidal swell can take a whole town
look for the signs, dark clouds in the sky
when storms come, head to high ground
it’s not wise to wait for the water to rise

~kat

I live away from the city these days. Far from neighbors, crowds, traffic. You know everything civilized. When we moved here people would ask, “Won’t you be scared to live so far away from the world?” I didn’t have to think about my answer…”I love it here.“ I would declare. In fact, I feel quite safe here. Just me and the wild critters, a few rescue cats, a bird and a dog. And neon tetras. And the trees…lots of trees.

I was thinking about this today. Thinking about how I might be able to wait it out; to live in peace under the radar. I’m not bothering anyone after all. But I know it’s unrealistic of me to think I am immune to the scourge coming. Eventually all of us will feel the sting of democracy dying. Of systems and safety nets crumbling. And down the rabbit hole I go…

Oh well. Can’t blame me for wishing I could avoid the inevitable. But this sort of thinking does waste precious present moments. I do have a choice. I can choose to embrace the moment or wish the moment away. For today I choose the former…just in time in fact. Look! the deer are holding space for me…a doe and her twins, a young buck and the strong resilient tripod doe who started coming around again this week. She inspires me more than she knows.

Much love, peace, and glimmers to you.

~kat ✨✨✨💚💚💚✨✨✨

Todays poetry form:

triolet:

A (first line)
B (second line)
a (rhymes with first line)
A (repeat first line)
a (rhymes with first line)
nb (rhymes with second line)
A (repeat first line)
B (repeat second line)

2 Comments | tags: deer, digital photography, Glimmers, Poem a Day, Poetry, Triolet | posted in 2025, Digital Art & Photos, Essays, Life Lessons, nature, Poetry, Random Thoughts and Musings, Social Issues, Spirituality, Triolet

August 10, 2025

day 220 ~ weekly ReVerse

By Kat Myrman

our resident raccoon left his signature on a chair cushion on our back deck… he likes the peanuts we leave out for the squirrels…yes, little fellow. We see you too!

a ReVerse poem ~ 10 August 2025

there was no music playing
no reapers to sow
a thousand suns faded to black
a brood to fledge before the fall
Gabby, my dog, rolled in deer shit today
teach(ing) patience

~kat

There is nothing like a reality check to keep you balanced and grounded. I grew concerned at the trend of this week’s ReVerse poem…my favorite lines decidedly grim. Enter my little angel dog, Gabby who illustrated perfectly to me toward the end of this week how allowing the chaos and craziness of the world to stick to me is exactly like rolling in shit! And this, while all around me the wonders of the thriving natural world and the goodness of people being kind elude me, sort of.

As evidenced by the glimmers I did notice it’s clear that I gave them at least moment’s thought. It’s like lifting one’s head out of swirling, deep, rough water to catch a breath before being pulled under once again by the undertow. As if the universe hasn’t been on overtime of late throwing me safety line after line, I have fallen into a whirlpool of worry.

It took a cute little dog covered in ick to snap me out of it…and of course this week’s ReVerse retrospective to see that, like Dorothy from Oz, I have had the power to click my heels back home all along. I had always believed that it is a rocky, winding road to get there. At least that’s what I had been told…but I am realizing home is not somewhere out there, or even over the rainbow, as lovely as that sounds. Home is inside of me. My heart and soul know the way back to center. That little voice inside is starting to break through the noise. It’s as profound and simple as that.

Much love, peace, and glimmers to you!

~kat ✨✨✨💚💚💚✨✨✨

And in case there was any doubt, here’s a snapshot of this past week of glimmers gently screaming at me to get a life…my life to be more specific….thank you universe!

4 Comments | tags: digital art., digital photography, Glimmers, Poem a Day, Poetry, ReVerse, week in Reverse, Week in Review | posted in 2025, Digital Art & Photos, Essays, Life Lessons, nature, Poetry, Random Thoughts and Musings, Reverse Poem, Shi Sai, Social Issues, Spirituality, Week in Review

August 10, 2025

day 219

By Kat Myrman

first bloom

violet
blooms
teach one patience

~kat

Today was one of those long days. We attended a midday funeral to celebrate the life of a young man, our friend’s brother. I am not surprised that the universe provided several glimmers to see me through. Starting, of course, with my first African Violet bloom. It was waiting for me when we returned home.

Long and challenging days needn’t always result in roadblocks to peace. Although I have found that detours and roadblocks don’t always come with a map or instructions I do learn from them and if I am open to it, there are always glimmers to light my way. A few of those are illustrated below. Yes it was a long days, but it was also a full day, like the moon tonight, illuminating the darkness.

much love, peace, and glimmers to you!

~kat ✨✨✨💚💚💚✨✨✨