Monthly Archives: January 2016

BIRD ON A WIRE

Posted on January 25, 2016 by redcontroversy

Human beings do not invent the beauty and value of nature –we only recognize it. And we are not the only beings who do. That birdsong is sometimes a bird’s open-hearted response to the natural beauty the bird itself experiences, … Continue reading →

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THE FULL WOLF MOON

Posted on January 24, 2016 by redcontroversy

The full Wolf moon – or January’s full moon – wrapped in dark clouds tonight.It is thought to have been dubbed the wolf moon by Native American tribes because at this time of year wolves would often howl in their … Continue reading →

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VANCOUVER ISLAND’S NATURE TREASURES

Posted on January 24, 2016 by redcontroversy

The sun rises, the seasons flow; Nature works. Nothing in human society is so dependable. Nature’s steadfast rhythms foster hope with the promise of each new day. It’s almost hard to believe that in an hour stroll I was blessed … Continue reading →

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THE EARTH MOVED

Posted on January 6, 2016 by redcontroversy

The season shifted my landscape. A deep rumble cracked my earth. Sea and land in movement I feared those I loved we’re lost.   Escaping backwards Falling forward. I felt the infinite divine.   My heart was caught inside and … Continue reading →

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MORNING GUESTS

Posted on January 5, 2016 by redcontroversy

  Like the movie says, build it and they will come. In the case of wildlife, provide them with food, water, shelter and a place to raise a family and they will come to your yard. This morning I had … Continue reading →

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MY BACKYARD IS HUMMING

Posted on January 4, 2016 by redcontroversy

This unusually cold weather on Vancouver Island has my backyard full of hummingbirds. My three feeders are occupied all day long and the trees are full of these beautiful fluffed up tiny pine cones. That’s what they resemble as they … Continue reading →

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