day 86 (part 2) ah spring

the greening

beneath the mountain
nature sings her song of spring
breathing earth to life

~kat~

Today was a perfect spring day. The sun was shining. The sky blue with wisps of clouds. The hummingbirds are due back in about a week. And there is the sweetest warm breeze tossing the trees. I look forward to the leaves popping from the tree limbs. This year we had so many wind storms that there is nothing left on the forest floor. I’ve never seen things so blighted. But I do rest in the hope that nature will restore what winter swept away. When spring bursts to life it will fill me with joy. There is also joy in the anticipation; in the knowing that the seasons are ever faithful.

No matter what challenges may confront me, I try to remember these lessons from nature…the rising sun at dawn, its setting at dusk, the shape shifting moon of many faces, the stars in constellation fixed in place, the movement of the planets, the tides’ ebb and flow, the abundance of the harvest every year, and the new life that bursts onto the scene every spring. What a wonderful life this is. And how blessed we are to be alive to witness it.

I know, I know, the news…it was another shocking day of injustice and abuse of power by the miscreants in the US white house and the halls of congress…just as it will be tomorrow and the next day. I’m afraid that is our lot right now. I’m engaged in the opposition….and a safe place and helper when opportunities present themselves.

But the world…my world right here, right now is alive in anticipation of the fullness of spring. Today, that’s what I’m focusing on. It is after all, what truly matters. not to mention, it give me hope. ✨💚✨

Much love, peace and glimmers of spring to you!

~kat


Magnetic Poetry Nature Kit / Haiku


day 86 (part 1…poetry to follow in part 2)

A dawn visitation…just had to share with you as I start my day. ✨💚✨much love, peace, and glimmers to you! ~ kat


day 85

…my dream for 2025…to build a labyrinth…
i still dream
.
time
may be slipping…
while
winter is lingering
hints of spring quicken my heart and soul
what if
I have another summer
another autumn
to fulfill
dreams still in the wings

~kat

When I was younger I believed the old adage, ‘it’s never too late to…(fill in a dream here)”. It was the motivating nudge I needed to reach for the impossible. But now that I am older, some of those dreams have faded. For the first time in my life, I realize that I may not have the time to reach some of those goals I’ve held deep inside. But just because I am getting on in years doesn’t mean that all those dreams have to die. Not while I am still breathing!

I took the photo above this evening, the setting sun at my back, my house in the distance atop our little hill amidst the trees. I did a wee bit of photo magic to illustrate a particular dream of mine. I want to build my very own labyrinth on our lower 1/2 acre. This is how I imagine it will look…when I’ve completed my spring/summer project.

Yep I’ve a few dreams left unsung…and if the fates allow, I’d best get cracking. I’ve a labyrinth to build!

What dreams are you still waiting to fulfill? Times a-wasting my friend. There is no time like the present to revisit that thing you thought could never happen and make a plan to do it anyway.

I’ll be sure to chronicle the unfolding of my new project here. Yep…I’m gonna do this!

Much love, peace, and dream-filled glimmers to you!

~kat ✨💚✨


Poetry style…pi = 3.1415926535 by syllable.


day 84 ~ by any other name

peace lily
.
she’s
an imposter
known
by the moniker
lily…verifiably untrue
still she’s
ever green, a symbol
of peace, purity,
of healing…
a blessing
call her what you will

~kat

A favorite indoor plant of mine is the peace lily, aka Spathiphyllum or Spathe for short. I always have one or two plants in my inside spaces. Every bloom is an exciting discovery and lasts for weeks!

It doesn’t matter to me what we call these wonderful plants. Even if they aren’t officially “true lilies” it’s hard to deny the blessings they symbolize. Inspiring things like prosperity, peace, tranquility, purity, innocence, hope, ambition, surrender and acceptance… what’s not to love about this evergreen plant that is not fussy to keep and regularly bloom’s beautiful flowers!

Peace, love, and true glimmers to you. And even “untrue” glimmers will do. Tonight I spent time admiring my peace “lily”, and what she symbolizes, and I wonder, what’s in a name anyway?

~kat


Oh…and I also was delighted by the antics of this guy, a resident wild squirrel bandit who regularly steals seeds from the bird feeder. He’s quite an acrobat!


…and a final look at the sun as it dips below the horizon:


day 83

nothing changed today
.
here
in my little world
routine
happened, on schedule, no surprises
it’s easy to ignore the rest of the world
the news
when my day progressed as planned
should I really be concerned
today was fine
I’m fine, everything is fine

~kat

There’s an old fable about a boiling frog.  If you put a frog in a pot of boiling water, it will jump out. But if you put a frog in a pot of cold water, and slowly turn up the heat the frog will stay in the pot until it boils to death. 

I spend most of my days trying to live in the present. When the end of the day comes, if I am still safe, free to walk outside, to go shopping, free of communicable disease, still married, and not actively being targeted by some militia, I consider that to be a good day. Granted, some days are more challenging than others…with the usual stuff…but that’s life. I’m accustomed to overcoming obstacles. 

But when I take in a bit of news, I wonder, should I be doing something. And if I should, what should I do when the powers that be seem to be barreling nonstop toward an end that doesn’t look good for me and many others. Should I be worried? Already thousands of my neighbors in this country have felt the sting of their bite. By living in the present, inside my safe bubble, am I just denying the inevitable. Will someone close to me, or will I be next to fall victim to their unjust sweep in the name of making their world great again? Am I a frog in a pot of slowly boiling water?

Just thinking out loud. I had to sleep on this one. My days are bleeding into one another. But I’m still here, paying attention, looking for glimmers. A group of doe with their yearlings came by last evening…there was peace on my little hill for a moment…for several moments…for now…✨💚✨

Much Love, peace and glimmers to you…

~kat