“Hope” is the thing with feathers – That perches in the soul – And sings the tune without the words – And never stops – at all…. ~ Emily Dickinson My hope for your holiday and the New Year: Kindness. Civility. Generosity. Patience. Possibility. Wishing you all the joys of the season. May they not be forgotten in the New Year.
They call it a Pineapple Express. An atmospheric river. A once in twenty-five year event. We call it water. And lots of it. This was the river just a year ago: This year, Winter announced itself, first with a hard frost, and now, rain. Lots and lots of rain. After five years of drought, the water is welcome – but the height of our rivers and streams is downright scary. This is a warm storm off the Pacific, so the […]
“Be like the bird who, pausing in her flight awhile on boughs too slight, feels them give way beneath her, and yet sings, knowing she hath wings.” ~ Victor Hugo ‘ And berries, too!
Yellow-billed Magpie. Common in the open oak woodlands in central (and apparently, Northern) California – but found nowhere else in the world. Lucky us. It likes open areas with large trees and streams, and forages in grassland and fields. Which means it lives and soars above the rain-restored meadow behind my work. Lucky me.