Wednesday, April 20, 2011



I have always loved edges – edges of day; edges of land, sea and sky; edges of time and life. We are all living at the edge of creation. Change and newness all happens at the edges. In the middle things are comfortable, but the edges are dynamic. I am fortunate to live at the edge of the land where it meets the sea. And I am constantly drawn to the edges of weather.  I experienced EBB TIDE at the edge of the sea, at the edge of the day, at the edge of a storm.   

And I love John Muir and his musings. He blends a deep spiritual and sensual feeling for Nature together in a way that delights me. His words are always an inspiration. He is the spirit of EARTH DAY to me.

"The grand show is eternal. It is always sunrise somewhere; the dew is never dried all at once; a shower is forever falling; vapor is ever rising. Eternal sunrise, eternal dawn and gloaming, on sea and continents and islands, each in its turn, as the round earth rolls. "

— John Muir



Friday, April 8, 2011

Last photo of my March miracle Monarch

My little Monarch is gone. She emerged on March 1st and I last saw her on the morning of March 31st - my March miracle Monarch. It was quite a journey watching her entire life in our backyard. She was a survivor to the end. She braved the many rainy days we had and seemed to enjoy the warmth of the sun when it finally came out by flapping her wings and climbing high onto the Hummingbird Sage where she lived. I treasure the days she was with me and she will always have a place in my heart and memory.