The Woods are especially quiet, this morning. The Sun is basking in the enhancement it brings to the lives of the Trees, Plants, Birds and other Critters of the Forest. Slightly warming air pushes light currents up the hillsides. Twinkling…
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It is not for me to change anyone. It is not for me to change anyone’s mind, or beliefs, or lack thereof. I am merely a conduit. PJQ https://www.facebook.com/treeperspective/
Fresh Snow No matter the background drone of the railroad and industrial area, along the River down below. The Woods spoke of silence, broken only by the subtle tapping of Woodpeckers. No matter the snowshoes left at home, nor the…
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Trees grow tall reaching for the Sun’s light They stand, shoulder to shoulder as if in a competition for space in the sky, or as a silent chorus. PJQ
Monday, September 19, 2016 My first experience of the Quabbin Reservoir area of Massachusetts, was in 1974. My first job, after graduating Paul Smith’s College, with a degree in forestry, was to thin the Red Pine forests on the peninsula.…
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March 3, 2016 A crescent shy of half, She still called, welcoming me to sit with Her in the chilly February morning, whilst She and the Stars still had command of the sky. I hadn’t sat with the Moon, in…
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For months now, I’ve had this feeling that I need to let go of something. But, what? Is there a relationship I need to let go of? Is there some trauma or drama I am hanging onto? Perhaps, it’s a…
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The “waves” of rain storms gave way to sunshine, yesterday afternoon. The creeks are running full from the inches of rain, and every draw, drainage and underground waterway is contributing to the overall tumult heading to the Willamette and Columbia…
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