Howl At The Moon

Howl at the moon, my love, while we’re in the deep throes of our rut. Your yips and yelps  only encourage me. 


Feel My Love

You are a beautiful and brave queen
from another kingdom far away
I realize this forest
often feels dangerous
and even vile
Yet for as long
as you are here
I will always protect you
ans you will always
Feel my love

Winter is for the Birds

Some very beautiful photography from Dana

High Tide Dreams

dsc_3427 Hanging in there

dsc_3430 Red, White and Blue

dsc_3459 Give me shelter

dsc_3471 Mohawk Moe

dsc_3476 Lonesome Dove

dsc_3500 Powder Puff

dsc_3524 Ruffled Feathers

dsc_3558 And then he kissed me…

dsc_3575 Messy Eater

Anyone that knows me (at all) knows that I despise winter … especially extreme cold temperatures (below 40 degrees) and any type of precipitation.  Most winters I essentially hibernate, withdrawing from all social life – even online.  I am striving to change that, though. Photography is motivating me to live, even during the dismal winter months.

I hope you enjoy my captures as much as I enjoyed feeling the sting of the icy air on my skin as I watched these amazing creatures.

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The Roots of Your Heart


So he died with your poems in his hand and now your tears pour like a thunderstorm in springtime.  And yet isn’t this what life really is?  We find moments to touch each other in the most profound ways so that the other feels truly known and loved.  Your tears may flow like the river, yet every one of those drops will be absorbed into the roots of your heart and the love of his spirit will always be within you.

Sculpture by Debra Bernier