stories

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I feel bad for my dear old blog.
When life was simple, all i wrote went on my blog (or  my diary). Now i have so many avenues..... even facebook.

xox

did you know

did you know

that i cannot live without you

that there is ice in my summer

that you and i are butterflies touching down

two flowers joined in a whorl

did you see the dead porcupine

the bird finally found it's mate

feathers in the rain

pollen frozen for ions of time

just yesterday i met people

i felt their insecurity

today the singing

was laced with hurt

and you were there for me

every single moment

and you feel my breath

she licks her lips

he shifts slightly

they know

they know everything

the yellow

with a white ribbon

and there was blood

and fur and flies

it was a strange coincidence

he with his ex

and the choir sang

dancing swirling

it's a universe out there

and it's at our feet

we can have it all if we take it

who knew the violet primrose

on a far away beach

an instant ago

the sand so hot

it burned our feet

and i will love you so hard

oh yes, it will hurt a lot

and we will laugh

we will roll on the floor laughing

and with our hands we hold our bellies

and there is so much love

all the butterflies and flowers

they burst open and fly

petal dust everywhere

confetti in the sky

and to know that all it takes

is you and i

infinity in that split second after we meet

ha! all is well

so very well

even summer ice can melt

dead stands of poplar

green

and not so green.
As we drove out towards Haines jct and on,
We saw something that started 3 or 4 years ago, along the way we saw several dead stands of polar ( trembling aspen). It appears now more evident then ever. When we drove into the litle road that further on was very green, at the beginning we drove to such dead forest and the little spruce trees where covered in webs with black caterpillars.

Now especially in this area we are used to the spruce trees dying due to the spruce beetle. I have not heard much about this.

I do believe that it could all  be part of a natural phenomena. If everything was left be, large areas in the Yukon would have been burned due to forest fires. As fires are managed these days, maybe....i am just surmising here..... nature provides another way to rejuvenate, dying a part of that process.

We also drove into the marshal creek area where there was a fire years ago, the poplars look lovely they are about 2 meters high  i would say. For years this area was a sea of purple from fireweed and before that shortly after the fire we picked morels there.

 We did find one morel today, but that was a coincidence, we by accident kicked it over on the trail to granite mountain

the orchids are blooming