this place i live.

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evenings like this lend themselves to magical nightfall:
twinkling starlight and a skydome of aurora borealis beckon'd me to the window 
all night long
and i pay'd heed to the call. 
there's a thin veil between this world and the one we cannot see
and 
short distances between friends when nature tugs at our hearts and souls. 
there are many kindred spirits in my life.  

life is good. 
wild and magical life is even better. 

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Comments

Anonymous said…
I could not agree more with you, my sweet sister!! Let it grow, is what I say...all green and strong! Be that steadfast Ponderosa swaying in the wind, firmly rooted and full of magic!
Anonymous said…
absolutely-- let the wildness grow!
it's so much easier to do when you have a tribe.
and you have a tribe!!
xx
pencilfox said…
thankfully, i do....
xx
prairiegirl said…
You live in a magical place, a place where you belong.
A land where electric fingers of light keep you awake and
snow is your playground. You are blessed with the wild things in nature
and you, my dear, are wild at heart.
pencilfox said…
bless you for saying so: you bolster my spirit!
love and light....
AFlyOnTheWall said…
Alaska is a dream for Bobby and I - I know about having two seasons...in SoCal its Rain or Summer! I think that is why we take our vacation in Fall - we can drive to Fall!

One day we will see you - we are thinking Homer what are your suggestions - we love to fish!