The Rainbow

Convenant arch, a bow, bridge of colour in light.
With mystery and magic knowledge might.
Each day and night in tune with you so far away,
The secret kept on cryptic wings of love,
Me so low, and you so high above.
And yet you touch me.
Teardrops fall in sorrow and gladness,
Dark clouds come and go, Rainmaker.
And yet I remember, never to forget you.
It is in the smallest things, the gift of life.
In work and play, learning.
You fill my cup with understanding.

Where Strong Things Grow

While driving back to the cabin the other day, I stopped to take a picture of a pine tree growing out of a rock. The pine tree thrives where it's roots must be stronger than its surrounding neighbors. It is a symbol to me that life isn't always easy, and yet, with determination one can stand tall and grow with potential difference. Viva la difference!

Grange Hall Dance and Dessert Auction

The saturday night grange hall dance and dessert auction was a sweet success.
Proceeds from the toe-tapping foot-stomping event went to the Arts Council and the School Library Fund. A good cause with good music and good friends makes for a good time.

Hot Rocks

It's snowing this morning and I'm heating sooth river rocks on top of the woodstove. I use them as natural hotwater bottle. There is something magical and mystical about the healing heat of ancient stones. Sore muscles are relax and soothed, cares and worries are lifted, and a feeling of peacefulness flows like the gentle touch of love.