• clouds,  landscape,  natural areas,  Pineridge Natural Area,  sunrises

    I live a good life!

    March 24, 2024
    This morning’s sunrise

    The starlings have noisily invaded the leafless deciduous trees along the eastern bank of Dixon Reservoir. I listen as their rabble rousing concert echoes across the meadow. Then without warning they stop. I look up, confused with the silence. Suddenly at some unknown signal they begin again, filling the sky now with their gossip of which garden or park they will invade next. When they go silent again, a group takes flight filling the air with their black wingbeats. Some consider the starlings to be invasive and destructive but the truth be, it’s nothing compared to man!

    Fully awake now and with my spirit refreshed, I move on to a local coffee shop. I share my story of the starlings with Adrianna while she makes my mocha. With her smile, our conversation and a warm mocha I begin to warm up. I live a good life!

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  • clouds,  horizons,  landscape,  trees

    Turning to Another Door

    March 23, 2024

    At the beginning of the twenty-first century, to feel alone or want to be alone is deeply unfashionable: to admit to feeling alone is to reject and betray others, as if they are not good company, and do not have entertaining, interesting lives of their own to distract us, and to actually seek to be alone is a radical act; to want to be alone is to refuse a certain kind of conversational hospitality and to turn to another door, and another kind of welcome, not necessarily defined by human vocabulary.

    David Whyte

    I like solitude. Yet, I also need contact with people, which is one of the primary reasons why I include coffee life with my mornings. Yesterday was a funky day inside my head. Felt frustrated, restless, irritable, even lost. I wanted to be left alone. So, through habit or need, I chose to find a place in nature. So, I spent time with the meadowlarks, the silent clouds, the whisper of the wind, and my good friend, this solitary tree I visit on a regular basis. The setting sun casts a warm glow over the grass. My funk faded and a calm settled within me, but sure it will return at another opportune time. I’m glad I’m unfashionable and turned to another door! Hope everyone stays warm and dry. I awoke during the night with a sore throat and now have a niche little head cold. It will be a day for rest and soup.

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  • coffee life,  coffee shops

    A New Book of Poetry

    March 22, 2024

    This morning’s eastern sky offered a few scattered pink clouds on a light blue canvas for those of us who were awake at that hour. As the colors faded I made my way to the coffee shop where my barista, Emma, greeted me with a smile and made me a mocha, both bolstered the start of my day. I brought along a new poetry book to read, written by a retired professor from Colorado State University. So far I find his writing down to earth, easy to read and have had a wonderful belly laugh at a couple of his poems. He writes about the 50 plus years of farming and ranching he and his wife have enjoyed in northern Colorado. He seems to have some good things to say that many in our world need to hear, such as, “when working on something side by side (be it Fencelines or other things)… (our) differences tend to blend into similarities.” It also has some wonderful artwork in it! Enjoy your Friday and weekend!

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  • Arapaho Bend Natural Area,  clouds,  landscape,  natural areas,  quotes

    A Bowl of Soup

    March 7, 2024

    Perhaps the first step in making the Middle Passage meaningful is to acknowledge the partiality of the lens we were given by family and culture, and through which we have made our choices and suffered their consequences. If we had been born of another time and place, to different parents who held different values, we would have had an entirely different lens. The lens we received generated a conditional life, which represents not who we are but how we were conditioned to see life and make choices… We succumb to the belief that the way we have grown to see the world is the only way to see it, the right way to see it, and we seldom suspect the conditioned nature of our perception.

    James Hollis

    Overcast skies this morning, a light mist falling, and almost no wind. I did not expect to watch the sun crest the horizon with all the cloud cover but needed to include time in the Arapaho Bend Natural Area to start my day. The clouds were showing their better side so I accepted a few images. On the top branch of a barren tree two hawks surveyed their land. I listened to the babbling of hundreds of blackbirds. Not far from where I stood a goose or two were in a heated debate over nesting rights. I watched the graceful slow flying blue herons glide over the water in search of a fishing spot. And in the distance one eagle sat perched on a pole. After giving thanks and a few deep breaths I moved on to enjoy a mocha by Issac and an almond croissant at Starry Night. Rain and snow are predicted later today and into the night. Hope so as we need the moisture. I am grateful for the lens my family and culture gave me, with all of its limits, but I am just as grateful for the lens of maturity I am now seeing the world with. It will be a good day to enjoy a bowl of vegetable soup with andouille sausage added for a kick. Enjoy your day!

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  • Black and White,  quotes,  shadows

    The Holiness of the Moment

    March 4, 2024

    “We forget that the path to God is bound up with our life in the world. Evidence of our spiritual mastery lies in our ever-deepening, continuously expanding humanity. The trick is to be as fully present as possible to the holiness of each moment.”

    Mirabai Starr

    I walk by this wall each morning on the way to and from one of my favorite coffee shops. I admittedly often pass, giving it only a mindless quick glance. At other times I can be more present, walking in my shoes rather than wandering aimlessly in my head. This morning I noticed! As it’s an east facing wall these shadows dance on the brick wall as the sun rises above the houses until mid day. Not only do these shadows create art on the wall, and a photo opportunity, they share with me the time of season. Soon to be filled with leaves these shadows will look differently. I’m hoping my noticing is a sign of being more present to life, expanding my humanity. So I accepted the holiness of the moment and sharing it with you. 

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  • clouds,  horizons,  landscape,  quotes,  sunrises

    Listen To Their Songs

    March 3, 2024

    The wind was cold at Pineridge Natural Area this morning. It has been blowing 15-25 mph with gusts up to 40mph almost all day. Therefore, it seemed reasonable to remain in my car rather than sitting on the bench. But when this scene began to appear I needed to step into the wind for a few photos. Glad I did. I actually drove up there because I wanted to journal but due to the wind and cold I moved on to the coffee shop. Just as I approached the door of the coffee shop, I had to stop and listen to the songbirds sing their songs of wonder. I realized how much I need those birds in my life and their songs. I also believe they need me to hear their songs. With their songs, my barista Emma’s warm smile, and a mocha, I began to warm up. 

    Sunrise at f22

    The challenge of wonder is to tolerate uncertainty. If you do not relax into uncertainty, wonder may start to seem like insecurity.

    Lorin Roche
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  • coffee life,  fountain pens,  journal,  writing/reading

    Something new…

    February 27, 2024

    Ultimately, the product that any writer has to sell is not the subject being written about, but who he or she is.

    William Zinsser

    I added this Pilot Custom 823 pen to my stable of pens a week ago. It is larger pen than my Pelikan M200 and M205 pens or the Pilot Custom Heritage 92 or Custom 74 pens, especially the nib. It is also a vacuum filler and holds more ink. It is also more expensive!! So, I imagine this will be the only one I ever own. I do like the transparent smoke color and gold trim. Since I enjoy using brown inks it suits my writing style. My sister has one and considers it her favorite. Not sure if its my favorite, yet, but the writing experience is wonderful. I’ve found that when I enjoy a fine pen, or a favorite, I will pick it up more often. It has been windy all day. We had cloudy skies with a rain/mix early this morning. It’s about 1:47 pm, is partly cloudy and the cold wind still blows. Stay warm and hold on to your hat.

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