Words fall from her lips like burnt umber from a tree in fall.
Sliding
    Gliding
Ever-so-gracefully down to the dewy grass of last nights passions.             

Inspiration, Magic, and Whimsy!

 connectedness

 beautiful leaf art 

 

 “To acquire the habit of reading is to construct for yourself a refuge from almost all the miseries of life.” ― W. Somerset Maugham

 experience

 even in death, there is beauty

lose yourself

 

earthy

 

making the best of those chilly nights

Fall is so full of magic!  Grab a good book, your family, and snuggle into a blanket with cocoa and love.  Experience the wonderment of walks.  Cozy up in warm clothes and get lost in the woods.  Let the explosions of color speak to you, and the whisper of the wind in the leaves caress the softness from inside of you.  Connect with the magic, and you will come alive.

Concrete World

The towering buildings, green shimmer of paint on the roadside signs directing my heap of a van on tires treading concrete.  Passing piles of rubbish and unused vehicles like landmarks on the side of the road.  The putrid smell of industry rolling from large metal smokestacks.  Concrete replacing grass.  Exhaust warnings instead of fresh air.  Man makes conveniences and outcreates himself with new conveniences, abandoning the old in heaps that are now eye sores.  Obsessed with 'better,' we leave 'good' to the landfills.  Boredom and fatigue birth obsessions that we don't have resources to keep up with.  Accumulated junk gets kicked to the curb, then replaced with more of its kind.  Instead of scrubbing the dust from the walls to rid us of the memory of what once was, we find something else to fill the lines. 
A perpetual state of want. 
An insatiable and impossible hunger to feed. 
Man cannot unbuild what's been built.  It has to go clutter some beautiful corner of this earth.  It's in our nature to create.  It's not a matter of shutting down that desire, it's a matter of the integrity of what we're producing.  Let's dump our desire to create into something that adds to the beauty.  Destruction and desolation are at every corner.  So before we buy or build, let's ask....does this matter.  If so...build it, forge it, birth it from your deepest desire.  Otherwise, let your gears keep working, leaving the piles of metal and puddles of oil unspent.  Let's learn to live more intentionally.  Making our world more meaningful, not more needy.  Our dreams of simplification and enjoyment will make each moment come alive and become a creation of its own.  Giving us renewed ambitions and a passion for life.