a place

Sometimes you  briefly meet someone

and you know you will meet again.

You know there is so much more.

But you don't know 

when or if

 or ever.

the wonderful world of October

I might just love October most of all

My feathers wet

The rocks exposed

And the lake,

the freezing and the melting

a wind instrument

making the most beautiful

music

a giant gobbler

a giant stone gobbler laying languidly in the forest behind my house. I assume he has been laying there for years, gobbling away. I just never noticed him, he so quiet, i might have walked by him once, but didn't pay much attention

You know that is really strange, i just looked on google earth, and this rock is 0.85 km away from the house. That is not very far. And i walk around here for 20 years.
Is that what the forest does, it hides things?
Yet i do know that i do not often go to that sidehill,
it is beautiful steep, deep moss, forested slope.

The gobbler he eats little girls and boys fingers, as you can see.

I go all other directions quite regular, to the lake, to the beach lines, to the hills, to the creek, in the other forests, but hardly ever there.

I am also in place now in another place i hardly ever go...in a place of health issues. It constricts me in ways that i am hardly ever constricted in. First i found it kind of interesting, that somehow being preoccupied with this, it took my mind away from real issues, almost like i imagine mind altering drugs will do.

twin deer

..two years and a bit, old. Today on my bicycle i ran into the two twin deer. We saw them first in 2013 with their mom, last summer still with there mom, and now for the first time i saw them on their own, together. I was only able to get one in the photograph, they both look like female deer.  Very healthy looking. most beautiful.
                                                             twin deer 2013
                                                                   
                                                       and here Sept 30 2014

and all three photographs taken in basically the same spot.

isn't that something.

We have on occasion seen them in our garden too.

old stone

longing for the castle

the roughness of the old

stone against my skin

the coolness of the moss

overgrown walls

the heat of the sun

the enchantress

did she lay down

knowingly

or are we all under our own spell

the lawn

lilacs and all

a garden in a tree stump

click click click
i love the sound of high heels
of course here on the dirt
you can't hear it
hey beauty
i talk to my big lilac bush blooming
how did you get here?
i can't remember ever planting you
between the wild willows and the aspen
my skirt flares up
and there another friendly face
a beautiful elegant birch
i think you are the reason
there are yellow sapsuckers nesting here
i know when you were planted
we found you years ago in the forest on the north side
you took, you liked it here
you could just say you were a good actor
if you are an actor that is
or if you were sincere
you  say
that was me then
and this is now
i have changed
i put all the pressure on my toes
to not let the heels sink in
you asked me why
i tell you why
especially because it is not functional
that is the reason why
and you could just say
it is because you're primal
you live life from the gut
and there are two pines
planted at the same time
one is 15 feet tall
the other barely grew
i enjoy my forest
my specially for me spruce forest
it doesn't matter what you say
and that i can't hear the sound
of my own heels
what matters is
that the sapsucker
found a mate
and the peewees are nesting in a poplar tree
i dress myself with roses
and my heart
it is forever free