Tag Archives: forest

We Are Moments

Posted on March 18, 2019 by

“It was one of those March days when the sun shines hot and the wind blows cold: when it is summer in the light and winter in the shade.” – Charles Dickens Two snow days have resulted in long walks … Continue reading →

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Heart of the Wild

Posted on February 28, 2019 by

wer.i.fest.eria (V)  To wander longingly through the forest in search of mystery. On a long forgotten winding bus route from downtown out to the bay to catch the ferry to Vancouver Island, we were greeted by vistas of darkest green … Continue reading →

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Awaken

Posted on September 6, 2018 by

“ There is a time in the last few days of summer when the ripeness of autumn fills the air.” – Rudolfo Anaya The marine air that we were promised has come to blow the coastal smoke away, although there … Continue reading →

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High Summer

Posted on August 24, 2018 by

“ We are invited to slow down and join in a Goethian noticing…of a particular bird with its particular gesture.” – Talbot Kelly & family (www.talbotkelly.com) I found myself sitting on a still-green hill after another delicious fish and chips … Continue reading →

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Summer’s Green Heart

Posted on July 6, 2018 by

“ I can breathe where there is green. Green grows hope. It keeps my heart beating and helps me remember who I am.” – Courtney M. Privett, Faelost Glancing out the bedroom window overlooking the alleyway, I was struck by … Continue reading →

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#Route97 (Part 1)

Posted on May 31, 2018 by

“ Though we travel the world over to find the beautiful, we must carry it with us or we find it not.” – Ralph Waldo Emerson I’ve never heard the ocean singing until today (down by Second Beach), as the … Continue reading →

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Fractured

Posted on April 15, 2018 by

Startling the reverie among newly green trees, dystopian voices undulate over  autumn strewn paths, piercing through well tended worlds regardless of  collected dreams. These are our brothers and sisters thrown to the wolves of winter, spring but a distant memory … Continue reading →

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