12.13.2019

Denver Zoo Lights.


I'm part of a Denver Murderino's group on Facebook, and the other day someone offered up some tickets to the Denver Zoo Lights (which was sold out). I was able to grab them, and Gwen and I headed over that night.


It was such a fun, beautiful event! So many lights, and lovely music in the cold night.


This is the second time Gwen and I have been, and I think the extra years made it a lot more enjoyable for Gwen.



There were a few animal exhibits open to enjoy as well, and I was so happy to see the elephants!



We also ran into some of our friends there, which was a really nice surprise and made things even more enjoyable!


It was a great evening.

Meanwhile at home, we put up a few more of our own lights. Not quiet as exuberant, but they do make me happy!

12.11.2019

Semi-Wordless Wednesday {From My Kitchen}


Breakfast bites and quinoa salads; bubbling lasagnas, steaming broth, and a little more pie for good measure.




12.09.2019

December - Ready or Not!


As many times as I see it on the calendar, or say it out loud, and despite the fact that the Christmas decorations went up with the passing of Thanksgiving... I still cannot fathom that it is actually December. November maybe, but December?! No.


We're watching all the Christmas movies, old and new (White Christmas is always a fav, but we really enjoy Klaus this year as well!); making plans, and wrapping presents. Still, I need everything to slow down just a little. I'm so enjoying the holiday season so far, but I am not ready for the year to end!


How is your December shaping up?

12.06.2019

I Wear The Forest

The most intoxicating perfume
can be found in the light of twilight
or the mist of morning
When dew covered moss
and sleepy violets
mingling with undertones of impending rain
spread their scent

The gentle deafening quiet
that accompanies that scent is a mix
of birds, breeze, pattering of feet
its a rustle and a swish
so quiet and so loud
I can hear it in the background
when I descent to sleep

It feels like warm sun
in that space between spring and summer
subtle, caressing
like a carpet of soft grasses
a sweater of dandelion fluff
coy and playful, like long hair
blowing in a breeze

I wear its scent so that it stays with me
when I return to life
the forest as my cloak
Decorating myself as a nymph
Feeling it when I close my eyes
when all else is hard, overwhelming
my sense return to the forest
I'm restored.