Tag: winter
{this moment}
A Friday ritual.
A single photo – no words – capturing a single moment from the week.
A simple, special extraordinary moment.
A moment to pause, savor and remember.
Participating with the SouleMama blog
Friday’s Fences
We’re once again, joining Life According to Jan and Jer for Friday’s Fences. Top photo is from last Saturday during the little snowstorm, and bottom from the sunny Sunday that followed.
solstice to solstice :: slumber
slumber
What use is it to slumber here;
Though the heart be sad and weary?
What use is it to slumber here
Though the day rise dark and dreary?
For that mist may break when the sun is high
And this soul forget its sorrow
And the rose ray of the closing day
May promise a brighter tomorrow.
~ Emily Bronte
response to week seven of the solstice to solstice project at urban.prairie.forest
a fifty-two week project focused on the seasons – one word at a time
flickr pool – the solstice to solstice project
Calendar Girl
At the urging of several friends and readers, we are considering producing a calendar for 2013. Can you help us with some input. Of the three photos in this post, which one would you prefer seeing in a Sheeps and Peeps Farm calendar?
Number 1 – Aurora looking at you?
Number 2 – Aurora looking at you but with more mountain scenery in the background?
Number 3 – Aurora’s profile with mountain scenery?
Please post your input in the comments. Thank you!
{this moment}
A Friday ritual.
A single photo – no words – capturing a single moment from the week.
A simple, special extraordinary moment.
A moment to pause, savor and remember.
Participating with the SouleMama blog
Friday’s Fences
Joining the fun at Life According to Jan and Jer for Friday’s Fences or as we like to call it
‘The Many Moods of the Split Rail’.
solstice to solstice :: comfort
comfort
A bird has a nest
A fox has a lair
A den is a home
If you’re a bear.
I have a comfortable old chair.
Soft pillowed blue,
a flowered cloud,
The perfect place to read aloud
to myself or silently
letting long words run over me,
letting the stories I have read
make moving pictures in head.
New chairs are nice
but mine is best.
My spot to think in
brood in
rest
to plot in
dream in, many dreams,
to scheme a few outlandish schemes in
Kings need crowns to be the king
but me
I can be anything
any person
anywhere
if I just have my book and chair.
“Comfortable Old Chair” by Karla Kuskin
response to week six of the solstice to solstice project at urban.prairie.forest
a fifty-two week project focused on the seasons – one word at a time
flickr pool – the solstice to solstice project
Saturday’s Sunrise
From 6:58 a.m. to 7:36 a.m., we experienced a most glorious sunrise… each moment more beautiful than the last. In thirty-eight minutes our mountain top went from darkness into light. An everyday miracle. A reminder to hold on to that which is beautiful in each and every day.
Many thanks to all of you for the thoughts, prayers and love you have sent our way.
We are so grateful.
{this moment}
A Friday ritual.
A single photo – no words – capturing a single moment from the week.
A simple, special extraordinary moment.
A moment to pause, savor and remember.
Participating with the SouleMama blog.
