On March 13, I walked up our country dirt road, remedy bag in hand to a neighbor's home. The morning still, the sun warm, the air floral scented as spring, emerald green clothed the valley. Birdsong was the theme. I had worked on this mare before, years ago. The mare was pregnant, soon to foal. She had a bit of discharge that caused the guardian concern. No vet was able to come. I got the text and went to see the mare the following day. A beautiful racer she is, so full of life - in so many ways. The mare settled into the work. I left remedies and instructions... This past Saturday I got the text, the babe was born. Arriving in the Year of the Fire Horse, right after the Full Moon in Aries - this one will be a firecracker! Its been a flurry of loved beings passing of late, Dolly last September. My beloved cat Queenie, my sister passed January 1 of this year. Such events leave one in the changing tides of emotion grieving brings, revisiting the many layers of var...
Sometimes you're at the right place, at the right time and you get a perfect shot you have been wanting for a long time. The large, silver celestial orb that illuminates the night. Dipping behind the horizon, leaving the sun to shine its way. Thinking thoughts bigger than ourselves, our condition. The mighty oaks. Ancient. Rooted. Timeless keepers of wisdom and endurance. The greening of the hills, the return of Spring. The world is ready for rebirth. Somewhere between heaven and earth, humans make their way. Life, Alleluia.
I hiked Tehachapi Peak. To the summit I went. What a treat. Something I have been wanting to do since I moved here. My body healing and getting strong, what a climb! A pine supports a oak, a steady buddy upholds on a steep incline. A turn of the switchback and only pines grow. Views so divine. Windmills, desert to the East, Monolith Cement Plant, Angelino's tread what's left of that mound in a land miles away. The Norbertine Monastery and Brite Lake below. A storm the day before, icy tree tops crown Her glory. The frozen wind crackles the limbs and chunks of ice hit the forest floor. I reach the summit and enjoy a granola bar, it was nearly frozen. Yeah, it was brisk! How I love this place! Soul renewed, body feels blissful, alive and revived. Thank you Great Spirit. Related Reading Mountain Top Mountain
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