Monday, April 9, 2018

I Love this Tree









It’s in full bloom right now and it stands all alone on a prairie.  It’s near our main house and presumably someone long ago, and unknown to us, planted a young sapling hoping for fruit. 

 It’s a pear of undetermined age.   It’s (or is it a she?) now wrinkled, weathered and full of usnia blowing in the wind. The only pruning it gets is by critters and it must rely on the rain for watering. The cattle take care of the fertilizer and in the fall get rewarded with some tasty fruit. 

Bloom where you are planted she whispers in the breeze.  



Our son in law and daughter planted many Japanese cherry trees around the ranch while visiting lately.  They love Japan and especially the cherry trees there.  He told us he looks forward to retiring to the ranch and enjoying the beauty of the trees as he ages; the grace of the wood, the beauty of the blossom and the splendor of the fall color.  

I hope they take root and bloom where they’re planted too.  No doubt their whispering will grow as their roots go down deep and their branches stretch to the heavens.  



Thursday, March 15, 2018

Wild and Wonderful Weather / Seasons

There is a saying, “If you don’t like the weather in Humboldt, just wait 5 minutes.”  February always seems to agree.  

Back in 81, Mark and I wed and we honeymooned on the ranch for two weeks.  I can remember running naked in the hot sun and snuggled up in blankets by the wood stove watching snow fall outside.   This February was the same.  Wild and wonderful weather.  

The month began very warm and dry.  It felt like spring with temperatures in the 70 degree Fahrenheit range.  It was lovely and the grass started to really grow.  The cows were very happy and I enjoyed the warm weather too.


Then it snowed.  Multiple times.  I played ‘gondola’ driver and Mark and I got some skiing in.  We have this one prairie on the front of the ranch that has a easy drop off and pick up spot and a short drive between.  The grandkids and family enjoyed sledding too and  making  fresh tracks in the snow. 



The cows were understandably hungry with their breakfast, lunch and dinner buried under the snow.  In between playing in the snow the ‘gondola’ delivered  hay.



We pass by these buckeye trees often and they are a season signpost.   First to lose leaves in the fall and first to gain them in the spring.  Overachiever!  



So, while our weather here will continue to be unpredictably  wild and wonderful one can see that the season is now changing towards spring.   As well as the buckeye trees unfurling their leaves, I’ve spotted English Daisies, Indian Warriors,   , Grand Hounds-Tongue, Western Trillium. 








*Wildflower season has officially begun!  

Spring is usually a warmly welcomed season, but there are other ‘seasons’ in life that are more difficult to embrace.  A season of illness, injury, death or financial woes. Or perhaps,  a season of mixed ‘weather’ like a new baby where joy reigns, but your sleep deprivation at times makes you question parenthood.   You get what I mean.  Seasons come and seasons go and during each season you might have some wild and maybe wonderful weather.  I find it helpful to remind myself that seasons change. Always.  The important thing I’m finding to be true is to practice the pause.  In happy seasons, sad seasons and mixed seasons, stop a few times each day and notice something good.  Perhaps an action of another or a beautiful vista or plant or building.   Breathe deep this moment of experience so it implants in your brain.  This attitude of awareness and gratitude will help carry you through whatever ‘weather’ the season brings.




(Check out our wildflower page for names and photos of some of the wildflowers on our ranch)








Wednesday, February 7, 2018

The Unmasking

All of January we were drawn to looking at the naked trees devoid of their summer finery.  

Their structure stands out. 

Their form and shape unmasked for all to see. 

The deciduous expose while 
Evergreens maintain their cloak. 

The evergreen is careful to keep her needles until the next ones are fully in place. Like a surfer changing beneath a towel. Her shape forever described by silhouette. 

Deciduous trees celebrate inner beauty, knots, wounds, gaps and all.  Bareness exposed. 


Decidedly Deciduous
Unmasked in winter
They stand unadorned
By the business of doing.
Perhaps we too
Should have a season
To bare our soul in rest.  
Then later energy stored-
Buds, catkins leaves, pollen,  acorns!
Autumn glory another revelation. 
Green only the color of the work uniform.
With retirement comes an explosion of beauty. 
It was there all along. 
Then rest once again.  
The cycle complete. 


Sunday, January 7, 2018

2018

“Open your eyes and see what you can see before they close forever.”   -All the Light We Cannot See



I think 2018 is a good year to try and keep our eyes open.  



To see what the winds of time blow our way.  



Always look for the light.  



“When it rains look for rainbows.  When it is dark look for stars.”  -Oscar Wilde