Put the Talk on Pause and Heal with Wildlife

Listening to incessant politics and bad news from reporters, government officials, and even commercials, causes feelings of impatience and anger to surface in my normally peaceful mindset. So it’s high time, as my grandmother used to say, to put the talk on pause.

For the Love of Mountains: A Photo Odyssey

We are now in the mountains and they are in us, kindling enthusiasm, making every nerve quiver, filling every pore and cell of us. Our flesh-and-bone tabernacle seems transparent as glass to the beauty about us, as if truly an inseparable part of it, thrilling with the air and trees, streams and rocks, in the waves of the sun, —a part of all nature, neither old nor young, sick nor well, but immortal. ~John Muir

Special Southwest Finds and a Poll Just for You

. . . There are blessings in the desert. You can be pulled into limitlessness, which we all yearn for, or you can do the beauty of minutiae, the scrimshaw of tiny and precise. The sky is your ocean, and the crystal silence will uplift you like great gospel music, or Neil Young. ~Anne Lamott

Micro of the Macro, Explained

Humans are a part of the biological system called Nature. Mother Earth, all living things, every mountain, drop of water, and grain of sand are made of the same elements that we are, and together, we exist within the same Universal Fabric. Quantum physics shows this Universal Fabric, even the part we see as empty space, to be conscious and interdependent.

Six Reasons to Gift Yourself with Travel

Learning about new cultures is fascinating to me. I love hiking and biking new landscapes, towns, and villages. It’s thrilling to see with my own eyes the ancient structures first glimpsed in the textbook of my college Renaissance Art and Architecture class. And the people I’ve met couldn’t have been nicer.

For the Love of Trees

I grew up on a small farm in the Deep South, surrounded by trees and animals. My family had a couple cows, a few pigs, and lots of chickens. My grandmother, or Mawmaw, as we called her, maintained a huge vegetable garden on one side of her house, and a slightly smaller flower garden onContinue reading “For the Love of Trees”

Arizona: A Love Letter

The first time I spent a little time in Northern Arizona, it stole my heart. It was early springtime, and the trees were budding and blooming and smelling more beautiful than any trees I had ever known. The hiking trails were numerous, and lined with boulders, multi-colored sandstone, red cliffs, huge ponderosa pine trees, alligatorContinue reading “Arizona: A Love Letter”

Awed by Beauty: a Collage

Words are failing me this week. Or, to be more precise, ideas are failing me. I researched 5 different topics for today’s post, but none of them felt right. After spending days in the beautiful outdoors and warm sunshine, I believe my soul might be blocking all cerebral efforts as if to say, “I’ll haveContinue reading “Awed by Beauty: a Collage”