Tuesday, March 24, 2015

coyote days

These are the kind of days when there is nothing more important than just being alive....
I sit on the edge of the mesa and feel the morning sun. I stand, slowly spread my wings, and fly across the canyons. The walls echo with my calls and the crows call back to me. The canyon opens up below me, fading into shades of blue, purple, and red as I circle and spin.

I return softly, landing near the pool of water, with a head full of wonder, eyes bright with adventure, and a small skull in my hand. Feet in the cold snowmelt water, I connect again with the sure and solid earth.

Spread your wings, wildlings....it's spring!

Wednesday, March 18, 2015

reconnect with nature

and spend a little time with the local elk herd.

Linking up with Chrisy at living a good north coast life and reconnecting with nature, one two photographs at a time.

Sunday, March 15, 2015

home to you

Is it just another day on the mesa or is it something more? Is it the sun and the sky and the rock? Is it the snowmelt ponds and the dogs who love the cold water and muddy pond-bottom?

It's life as I know it. The life that waits for me, four hours north and a million miles from the big city.
It's walking and wondering and watching the snow melt on these early spring days.
I sometimes think I have spent lifetimes here, in this quiet place, so far from the civilized world. I understand this place, these hills and mesas. I know they keep me wild.

May it always be this way.

"And I remember something you once told me
And I'll be damned if it did not come true
Twenty thousand roads I went down, down, down
And they all lead me straight back home to you"  -- Gram Parsons