Category Archive: Writings on the Land

Winter

Tonight, in the alluring Barrington Mountains -3 degrees. Snow sparkles under the winter stars on the floor of the forest. Crunchy hoofs, paws, claws, and feet, weaving and leaving their mark in the… Continue reading

Respect

Respect. What has happened to this word, its morals and its energy? When white man first landed on these shores he had little respect…It seems that continues to grow in this continent, to… Continue reading

Australasian Figbird

Everyday here I identify new birds, for such a birdlover its paradise, discovering more diversity here than anywhere I ever lived. I’m truly in bird heaven . Yesterdays discovery, the male Australasian Figbird.… Continue reading

October’s Sunrise Beltane Tide

Here in Australia, the spring Maiden and the young Lord of the Bush clumsily tumble from the windy and heady heights of the Eastern Hill they roll down the hill in a rush… Continue reading

My Place

If I look only at the top of the mountain, I may miss the fossils, caves and crystals along the mountainside that can teach me about time and my place in the universe.… Continue reading

Dawn Light Deer

Just as cobwebs roll back and the sun rises nigh, And dawns light can be seen in the eastern sky. From her forest home comes carefully and shy, The deer with her herd… Continue reading

Lugh’s Harvest Ends

Healing forest waters……bringing back the the abundant life that was so parched by the years of drought and fires. Morning light captures the beauty of Nature in all Her sweet rawness. We now… Continue reading

Alive!

Everything around you is fully alive, believe it. Tell stories to rocks and stones, sing to trees, start conversations with birds, whisper to the clouds. Build relationships. You’ll never be lonely again.

Hollyhock

Like a soft lemon splash on an artist’s palette, You are painted on the summers bluest sky. You stand with royalty, regally with your majesty, Stretching skyward, reaching for the sun so high.… Continue reading