Part Two: I Will Wade Out

July 25, 2011 by 



i will wade out
                        till my thighs are steeped in burning flowers
I will take the sun in my mouth
and leap into the ripe air
                                       Alive
                                                 with closed eyes
to dash against darkness
                                       in the sleeping curves of my body
Shall enter fingers of smooth mastery
with chasteness of sea-girls
                                            Will i complete the mystery
                                            of my flesh
I will rise
               After a thousand years
lipping
flowers
             And set my teeth in the silver of the moon





[ee cummings]
Filed Under: arooooooooo, idaho, redfish lake, summer

Part One: Flora

July 23, 2011 by

A True Story:  

M and I stood in swarms of mosquitoes on the side of a mountain in a slippery pile of ankle breaking talus to photograph wildflowers — she whipped out her wide angle lens and I chose my trusty, rusty 50mm.  We shared our photographic secrets freely, laughed a lot and she swatted a million bugs (they don’t seem to care for me like they do her).   There was so much softness captured: softness of petals, softness of light, softness of the baring bright of souls…
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We don’t need many.
No one does.
A few true is enough.
A few true who allow that softness,
make room for it (as it billows and consumes 
the quiet of spaces)
and beam it brilliantly back
into the palms of open hands,
into the quiet corners.

You can choose to see.
You can choose not to see.
But if you choose to see, 
there is a second choice to make therein:
to see deeper, to see harder, to sometimes strain, 
but always to illuminate.
______________________________________________

On that talus, 
you can let the weight slide off,
down the mountain,
like so many tumbling pieces of granite and fir.
Tumbling.  
Turning.

Turning to sand in the sun.
Disappearing in the hungry mouths of wind and water.
Filed Under: idaho, just a day in my summer life, sawtooths, wildflowers

Babes in the Woods

July 22, 2011 by

Three months ago, M and I decided to do a trip in Talulah in the month of July. I’m just now home from that trip. I haven’t been so lean, so brown, so blond, so FULL in a long while!!!
Can’t wait to tell you all about it!

In the meanwhile, 
do some wonderful living this weekend,
my fine feathered friends!
x
Filed Under: idaho, sawtooths, talulah

Man Candy

July 17, 2011 by
 
For all the lonely ladies out there on this fine, 
fine Saturday night:
Here are some foxy firefighters for you.
Thank God for the North Cascades Smokejumpers.

Please note:  The seventh man from the left IS taken.

xx
The Plume
Filed Under: fire fighting, smokejumping

Hear me. This too.

July 15, 2011 by
[sterling, ocean jasper, pearl, Methow River rock & carved turquoise]

There was a maelstrom.
When I sat down to work in the midst of that maelstrom, I felt something stronger rise up.  Something stronger than all of the whirl and heave of waters and gravity.  And then some beauty fell out and I knew I’d make it through.

I’m drinking fresh air.
I’m cleaning out my junk drawers.
I’m going to do a better job of choosing wisely.

Here’s a ring for you.
It won’t stop bullets
but it’s massively totemic.
Let it remind you to always rise up.
Rise up.
And rise up again.

Your wings may be tattered, but your heart is whole.
I promise.
Filed Under: New Jewelry, ring
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