Showing posts with label buckeye. Show all posts
Showing posts with label buckeye. Show all posts

Sunday, March 7, 2010

Faery Mounds & Spring Fever: Abundant With Life

Spring Lake beckoned us this weekend . . . instead of a walk around the waters edge we visited a favorite picnic and play area . . . a mound speckled with boulders, Interior Oak trees and Buckeye trees . . . with a sprinkling of magic . . . we call it the Faery Mound because it feels so alive and otherworldly . . . we have made a game of keeping from touching the ground by exploring the area only by stepping and climbing on stones and trees . . . and we pay close attention to the details of change in this lovely little woodland . . .
Faery Mound ~ Spring Lake
Sonoma County, California
March 7, 2010
by Dawn NicDarrah
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Another reason we call it the Faery Mound is due to the numerous entry-ways into the mound. Below are a few examples:


Into The Mound #1
Spring Lake
Sonoma County, California
March 7, 2010
by Dawn NicDarrah





Into The Mound #2
Spring Lake
Sonoma County, California
March 7, 2010
by Dawn NicDarrah





Into the Mound #3
Spring Lake
Sonoma County, California
March 7, 2010
by Dawn NicDarrah




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And the trees have a life all their own . . .
Like this one that looks like a young woman writhing with passion:


Spring FeverSpring Lake
Sonoma County, California
March 7, 2010
by Dawn 
NicDarrah
. . . and some things flow together more obviously than others . . .


Union ~ Tree & Stone Join
Spring Lake
Sonoma County, California
March 7, 2010
by Dawn NicDarrah




Sunday, February 21, 2010

Buckeye


Rooting Buckeye
Sonoma County, California
February 21, 2010
by Dawn NicDarrah
I love the stark contrast of the rooting buckeye nut to the dry, decaying oak leaves. A less adventurous weekend, we ended up walking along a paved trail today, covering from periodic bouts of rain and enjoying all the flowering, new growth and birthing (lambs and kids) along the path. I am holding this image of the rooting buckeye as a visual and energetic prompt for a few things in my life to take root . . . it is that time of year after all . . . .