Category Archives: Fall 2015

Reaching Out

Glow Edge Leaves

Pointed extensions of angular
Line and scalloped edges creating
An open greenery of hands
Delicately reaching out.

Water would cascade down
Pouring from pointed tip.

Sunlight creates beams of
Light captured and focused
Through pointed tip.

Angles soft, yet precise
Create a crowd of green
Leafy fingers reaching out.

Excerpted from:

The Enchanted Gate: Musings on the Natural World  click on… Books


Cloaked in Beauty

I sit quietlyIMG_1447
Drinking in life.

Bent wood and
Shapely curve of trunk
Entwined in a mystery
Of verdant splendor.

I sit nestled neatly
In between long
Green and brown
Fingers pointing
Upwards with flourish
And grace.

Stillness all around
In this magickal


I hear the
Whispering of
Voices anchored in
The ground beneath.

I feel the strength of life
Pulsing through
Bark and limb and
Leafy Green.

IMG_1409I breathe in deeply

And exhale the memory of grove and magick.

I am cloaked
In Beauty.

The Gates of
My Soul opening
In welcoming embrace
Of each step taken
Amidst the Wisdom
Of the Trees.


These pictures were taken at Ridley Creek State Park at the Mansion. My husband and I went there yesterday and he wanted to show me the Park Office area. I had no idea that this magickal space was there as well and now know where I will go for a healthy dose of Mystical Trees, natural energy and serenity.



This one gets placed here.
And, that one goes over there.
Let’s move these two up here.
That will give the whole picture
A strong and clear focal point.

Oh, but wait, we must add these two.
They are perfectly shaped and are contrast in color.
And, the last one goes here to balance everything.

Now, if only humans could see the patterns
The way we trees do when we shed our cones.

I’ve not posted here in a while. Largely because of unexpected commitments and the need to focus my energy elsewhere. I realize that I missed my adventures into the natural world and the creative flow of writing about what I’ve experienced. I also realized that his is a sort of patterning that is my own.

I carefully place this idea here and that project there and although the picture is orderly and appears to be just what is needed to complete a whole pattern, it can never remain that way. Other leaves fall around what has been placed, some completely obscuring the pattern originally intended. Strong winds come along or the downpour of rains that set adrift what has been carefully planned and placed as part of the perfect pattern.  And, before you know it, time has moved forward and a new pattern has replaced the old.

So with these thoughts in mind, I am re-patterning. Part of that plan is to make sure that I “make” time to engage in the natural world; to savor the pleasure I take in capturing those special moments on pen and in image. And, to allow myself to flow with these new patterns, giving more import to neither one nor the other, but seeing them as intimately connected to one another in the natural cycle of change.