Topic: Nature Reflections
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Turning White
It does not happen all at once. It is often slow, subtle, easy and soft. Layer upon layer it builds, piling deeper and...
It does not happen all at once. It is often slow, subtle, easy and soft. Layer upon layer it builds, piling deeper and...
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Walk alone
The woods are still, though I know there is a gentle movement in the cool air along the treetops as I hear the whine of two...
The woods are still, though I know there is a gentle movement in the cool air along the treetops as I hear the whine of two...
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Change of address
Announcing a change of address for this blog!High Mountain Musing is changing it’s web site address from: ...
Announcing a change of address for this blog!High Mountain Musing is changing it’s web site address from: ...
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Wish you were here
Yesterday, I wrote to a friend, was a “wish you were here” day. No one was here but the three of us. We work around the...
Yesterday, I wrote to a friend, was a “wish you were here” day. No one was here but the three of us. We work around the...
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Time is told by memories
Time is told by memories, by the change of seasons, the growth of our children, shadows from the sun, phases of the moon,...
Time is told by memories, by the change of seasons, the growth of our children, shadows from the sun, phases of the moon,...
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Rose garden
A flash of red. Not what you expect to see outside as the last of autumn fades a monotone brown into the frozen ground, deeper...
A flash of red. Not what you expect to see outside as the last of autumn fades a monotone brown into the frozen ground, deeper...
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Under the light of the waxing moon
I step out of the comfort of my cabin and into the cold night air, into the soft radiance of the moon subtly opening up the...
I step out of the comfort of my cabin and into the cold night air, into the soft radiance of the moon subtly opening up the...
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Deep in the woods
Nine degrees below zero, and only an inch of snow. The frost starts to form within the earth. It begins, becomes a part of...
Nine degrees below zero, and only an inch of snow. The frost starts to form within the earth. It begins, becomes a part of...
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Awaiting winter
Winter approaches like foam riding the waves in a deep sea, still so far from the shore. Our emotions follow suit with the...
Winter approaches like foam riding the waves in a deep sea, still so far from the shore. Our emotions follow suit with the...
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Grounded
There are days I need to lie on the ground and let go. No mother can soothe me like the mountain. We seek words and wisdom...
There are days I need to lie on the ground and let go. No mother can soothe me like the mountain. We seek words and wisdom...
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A little remodeling project begins
Looks like I won’t just be baking bread this winter…In the middle of the last storm, demolition began. The weather...
Looks like I won’t just be baking bread this winter…In the middle of the last storm, demolition began. The weather...
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High Mountain Muse
| Topics: Homesteading Skills &..., Nature..., construction, demolition
High Mountain Muse
| Topics: Homesteading Skills &..., Nature..., construction, demolitionhighmountainmuse posted a blog entry
Stillness
p>The road was still, silent, untouched all day as the snow came down in heavy flakes, wet and warm, sticking to each fine and...
p>The road was still, silent, untouched all day as the snow came down in heavy flakes, wet and warm, sticking to each fine and...
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Autumn eve
The grasses, what remain of the mountain’s summer bounty, are tired and brown. Time and again they have been crushed by the...
The grasses, what remain of the mountain’s summer bounty, are tired and brown. Time and again they have been crushed by the...
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In autumn light
The world around us begins to fade and color mutes to shades of brown and grey. It is softer now, subtle, sensuous, plain and...
The world around us begins to fade and color mutes to shades of brown and grey. It is softer now, subtle, sensuous, plain and...
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In your woods
Soothe me, comfort mePut me in the woods and tell me to walkOr have me to be still and listenThere I will hear the screech...
Soothe me, comfort mePut me in the woods and tell me to walkOr have me to be still and listenThere I will hear the screech...
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No surprises
They are caught off guard. This was not in the weather forecast, they say.We have learned to expect nothing less than...
They are caught off guard. This was not in the weather forecast, they say.We have learned to expect nothing less than...
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On a naked hillside
On a naked hillsideWhere the aspen stand like sticksFine branches free of leavesStarkly fixed against the autumn skyHarsh...
On a naked hillsideWhere the aspen stand like sticksFine branches free of leavesStarkly fixed against the autumn skyHarsh...
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The gentle Rio
A river used to mean a place to swim. To languidly lie upon her upper throws and roll and wallow at ease in her waters. That...
A river used to mean a place to swim. To languidly lie upon her upper throws and roll and wallow at ease in her waters. That...
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Moody mountain
As moody as a woman, we expect nothing less as she retains her right to change her mind no matter what we say or do. At times...
As moody as a woman, we expect nothing less as she retains her right to change her mind no matter what we say or do. At times...
