Love

 

How do spell Love - Piglet

You don't spell it, you feel it- Pooh

 

 I don't know if it's the year of the sheep

can't put my finger on it- feeling a renewed energy

 Mother nature is giving her best
nature is remarkable

 cool winter air so fresh and cleansing
  storms roll in from the west
 north winds whipping thru my hair as I do chores

then
  bright sun on my face that my body and soul craves this time of year
clear starry nights
 stillness

 unpredictable
 wild
peaceful at times

 life is just a little sweeter this year
 

Love

Letting things fall and fall apart where they may- leaves room for love

love starts finding it's way back in.

 

 little things in their grandeur

 sun rising over the mountain

catching snow flakes with my tongue

 warmth of the fire
 

walking miles with a dear friend
  laughter and a few tears
 shared
 it feels familiar
 

sweet warm nuzzle from my horse

hugs from my children

oatmeal

hot tea with lemon

my mothers voice
the twinkle in my husbands eye

Love.

Hunting and gathering
...little treasures keep finding themselves in my pockets these days
gifts from the earth
 

 collected and cherished
 something I did in my childhood
 

 a fallen leaf part of a forest, a feather that one day belonged to a mother or brother...

 a rock that was part of a stream

 I am reminded that we all belong

 to someone

 somewhere

Love.

It all adds up

 Love.

 it comes and flows freely

 full circle
 

 it starts...and ends there

I am feeling it these days

I hope you are too......