Serenity #1       After finding the “Dock of the Bay”, I stand and see the Pelicans silently gliding into a blue sky with a low sun making the silver fog golden as the wind blows the cypress trees gently and the water's azure calm welcoming  me…   I wonder… “How long do I have?”…
And, realize that it doesn’t matter because I’m here, now.

Contemplation       The restful day provides the view of passing life as recreation makes contemplation possible with log to sit on and riders pass in slo-mo and children play the day away.
Fog Riders      Horse and dog guiding us to peace with ourselves.
Finding the Light       Wandering through life, we search for the way.
In the dark... Feeling along...
                          Until there is a light that lets us see a direction.

Home With White Lupine                           My gravel driveway, Lupine blooming, home beckons as only home  will.  I treasure the fortune to live here each day.
Serenity #2 - Sail Away        Floating by the abandoned lighthouse,
Looking forward using the sail to go where the wind takes me,
I hope to flow with the currents and look to find a better place.
Sandpiper Pondering         Water bird floating in pristine saline, tasting the chill wetness and tufts of mist clearing it's way from a solitary to a social existence.
Buggy Leopard Lilly       No matter how I shake or dance.
I can't get this bug off my pants

Essence of springtime        Quiet Sunday Springtime morning. Lush green landscape to sooth my soul. Life is good.
Moon Over...        Lined up clouds with the moon over the mountain, makes me want to sing a song of surrender.
Snowplant Blossom       Emerging as the snow melts. Piercing the winter blandness with an intense redness, The ephemeral flower comes, trying to make sense of this all too brief existence.
Go Tell It on the Mountain           The Mountain explodes with radience as a double rainbow reverberates in my soul. I feel comfortable the coming night's chill will be staved off with this warming glow.
Resting Porch                                            "But I know where I have been
I can't say what life will show me
But I know what I have seen" - Jimmy Cliff

Book-Matched Heart         From the green of life to the yellowing death, the rocks between stand silent, eroding slowly, to even their inevitable demise. Entropy always wins. Hold the precious moment in your heart.
Ikebana         Flower arrangement for tranquility
Jewels in the Garden        What gems lie at our feet, unnoticed   and lost to sight. The macro and micro have their own little universes to share if we just take a look.
Valley Storm a Brewing         Miller Mountain trying to hide in a storm brewed mist as sunshine baths our bushy hillside, the blue of the sky obscured by the ominous dark clouds, I feel at peace.
Yellow Iris #2          Inside the orange light binds us to the flowering interior.
Water Fall Mist       Glittering water drops, lush green and stream flowing, standing by as the flow of life asks nothing and gives everything.
Reclining Bee        Apple blossom gorging, buzzing pollen grabbing critter, loaded so heavy, the petals just beckon for that 2 second rest.

Port Orford Bench            Sitting above the deepest ocean, pondering the depth of a life, fishing in waters unkind to a small mind.

 Waterfall #5, Pooling our Resource           Mother Nature, giving us her blessing to wade in, unabashed.

Manzanita, Mine       Manzanita, mine. The early spring gift, with a barely discernible fragrance. Still, I drink in the love it gives me in seeing it.   

Backyard Mountain with Gnarly Cloud       Think I'll go for a walk to see how things have changed. When I find that there is no there there, I think, I'll just contemplate my Mountain and stand here for a while.

SAL     Azalea flowers floating above the restaurant tables ready to entice you to the repast you yearn for.

When the Moon Comes Over the Mountain         Sliding, at twilight, into a dreamlike state, the moon says... "Don't wake up on my account".

Waterfall #7 - Where I like to be                    A place all green and wet, allowing me to be at peace as waters flow and the rocks grant a solidity to my impermanence.

Taking Your Lichen for Granite        Who is tougher... The Dandelion or the granite.

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