The Girls...

are keeping
me busy!
:) Oh boy~
are they
ever!!
~Never a dull
moment~with
these two.

Blowing Rock Views

Eager
to
share
these
with
you...
:)
Enjoy!
(Almost
rolled
down
the hill...
procuring
them!) :)
~~Yours
truly.

Wild Blue Yonder

~Today's
(sunrise)
colors;
7:00 A.M.

Wild blue
yonder
stripy hues;
violet infused...
and
peach-pink
'surround sound'
for a delicate
yellow
orb
rising.

Spring spring spring

Spring plantings
in Morrisville,
N.C. (last spring.)

I'm on the watch
for them!!
hopeful.

Bellesfleurs

Gone

to the dogs :)

Ginger, sweet Ginger

Top:
Posing.
Bottom: How most of my photos are. (...Puppy in-motion :) )

Yup...

A new pup.

MarchFleur

a spring offering...
:)

Portal in a Night Time Dream

March Morning; a painting...(photomontage)

Morning sunrise

beautious.
:)

Ravaged

Here is
(another)
photo
from my journey
yesterday
with the dog
into the woods;
the aftermath
here seen
of a harsh
and brutal
winter ice storm;
2009.
I look forward
~sincerely~
to post
*before and after*
photos
when the lush
green
foliage of
spring
and then
summer
transform the forest floor.

Today,
I must admit,
and I can't help
but
wonder~
(can) do (?) people's lives
parallel this event?
I have been
thinking about
a women
(and others I know)
who describes
a childhood
that was
ravaged.
Is there a natural process
(and rightfully so a
super-natural one...)
that renews the forest floor
(of people's lives?)
For me,
I must believe that it is so.

Top of the Mornin' to you

Turning Back

Lakhi knows...
what's best!
"Turn back!"
are her
sentiments
about the
logging
path we
frequented
last year on
most of
our walks.
It is now
impassable
due to fallen
tree limbs :(
that mainly
occurred on
a single day;
the now infamous
Christmas day
ice storm of 2009.
We awoke to
crackling popping
noises echoing
through the woods.
Branches and trees
(even young strong ones)
snapped off from
the early morning,
through the day and
into the night.
The snow has now
thoroughly thawed
better allowing us to
venture out and
see first hand
the state of the forest.

Gray Mountain's Promise

Gray mountain
patchy sun;
broken tree
limbs
left undone.

Heavy winter sky;
hence today
I hear my sigh
I'm wishing...
that I had
strength (enough)
to patch to bend
to prop to lift
to rework
mountain trees;
some bent down
to their knees.

Harsh winter wind
ripping ice
hard pressed I am
(today) to find the nice
in you. I believe
I'd blacken
your eye;
for you've left
Fair~Mountain
Once~so~Green
alone
to stand
assaulted.

But the birds
still call with
great cheer and
strength of their
small (but) piercing
song to the
mountains:
"Make haste,
awaken the spring!"

Their chirping
song with echoes ring
of promise.

Lush green velvet
grass and foliage
of every fair green color;
shoot forth
soothe grow and cover,
the woods their
naked wounds
~~then summer.

Grace and Beauty; Hallmarks of this, the High Country...

Grace and peace be unto you this day. :)
And may it be ~~well~~ with your soul.

March up on the Mountain

Today I rushed outside
to photograph
the lovely full mountain
mist that hung like
a shroud deep and dense
upon our mountain.
It visits us often.
It creeps up.
It is so thick that
it fogs my camera in
strange spot-like ways
and it can spook the dog.



































































The fog has a quieting~
gentle~rest
generating effect...
upon my soul.
And I love it often.

A Smattering...of photos chronicling the seasons