For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: blizzard.
every time I turn something off
I turn the television off in 2011
I turn Facebook off for a while
I turn the computer off every morning
I turn the radio off
the stereo off
the lights off
the heat off
I listen to the wind
I feel the wind
she is present
she touches me back
For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: ring.
We hiked the Tunnel Creek trail yesterday, about 4 miles up and back. Much of it was in shadow at the start, with sun up in the tops of the trees. We reached areas with sun and then it followed us back down the valley. Not all the way, the end was in the dark trees and wet.
We were mushrooming. We saw many more mushrooms than ones that we knew were ok, but it was so beautiful and healing. I love to hike.
For Wordless Wednesday.
For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: bark.
Oh, I don’t think tree bark is the bark the prompt is asking for, but…. well, dogs like trees too.
I have grown with this tree, meeting it first when I was 5 months old. The white pine fell or was hit by lightning, in the past, and the main trunk is in the water. Dead and ghostly, but the Lake Matinenda fishing community visits the dead tree. Not just humans, but I have also seen three otters fishing there and a snapping turtle the size of a platter. Meanwhile, a branch of the tree took over trunk duty and the tree held on.
This is the Canadian Shield, in Ontario. Imagine growing on that rock. The roots travel into the woods searching for whatever soil they can find. The root/trunk that sticks up is higher than ever this year. Three branches have matured and all stick up like a row of trunks.
From the other side:
When I was a kid, we played sardines. Once when I was “it”, I climbed out the trunk a little and settled shielded by the branches. It took forever for my cousins to find me, my best hiding place ever. We finally started doing loon calls as hints, to get the last few people in.
I love this tree, bark, branches, survival in adverse circumstances, holding on and the lovely soft white pine needles.
Taken from a canoe in 2012.
For the Ragtag Daily Prompt #77: encircle.
Doesn’t the tree look like a hand holding the tree house gently up to look at it?