Look at the yellow dock gone to seed.
Look at a mule deer plant it in the sun.
There is balance in beauty and beauty in balance.
Everything leaves its trace.
Mule Deer, Gardener of the Sun
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Tag Archives: Sun
Grass Catching the Sun
This is how to walk through the face of the sun.
Pretty great, eh! NASA, sorry guys, but we’re already there.
The Secret Life of Wild Mustard
What a life it is to live in the sun.
A garden doesn’t have to be humanly planted.
Who knew?
The Sun by Any Other Name…
… is an apricot blossom. Look at the invisible sun cupped within those petals!
Too bad it was opium traders who brought them to England from China and sold them as “fruit” trees instead of sun lenses! But that’s the English for you. Practical, right. Even when jam is beside the point!
The Earth at Foot Level
Suns and solar flares…
Watch where you step!
Ancient Waves Live On
These drainage waves were formed 10,000 years ago when a lake as large as a sea filling the valley below my house drained in half a day. They are still catching sun and water, in the forms of heat and cold..
In other words, the lake is still alive. It only seems so long ago because of our individual life times and generational change… but it’s still that moment long ago. Wondrous!
Singing the Sun So Beautifully
Here’s a paper birch singing the sun today. Here
Here are the notes for her sun song put into a ladder of spirit. This is the voice of the universe.
Here are both at once:
That’s just 1/250th of a second of the song.
The Sun Doesn’t Fall
This is not a metaphor.
It is a projection.
Across 135,000,000 kilometres of travel through emptiness, the sun reforms.
The earth focusses it.
Call that fire, that ancient word for coals: red.
Call that life. It melts the cold.
That you cannot see the leaf-shaped sun that forms inside the snow and seeks out the earth, doesn’t mean it isn’t there.
Let’s set the idea of dead matter aside and go back to the earth.
The Sun at Work
The sun reveals the shape of darkness.
That’s its work. With light, heat, radiation and even gravity, that’s what it does. The earth rises to it.
Even when it falls.
Movement is not necessary, but when we make it, as we have on the trail at Palouse Falls above, we make it in the sun, as darkness. Things are what they are.
So are we. To be the sun is to give praise.
The Bears of the Sun
Meet my friend kinnikinnik. She lives in the sun. See how the sun that this boulder catches in the early spring keeps her warm nights, so she can set and ripen her fruits?
It’s no surprise that boulder-shaped bears like them, not to mention that, although they’re dry, they taste like the sweetest taste of rose petals on the spring air.
Bears are smart. Kinnikinnik is smart, too. Boulders aren’t too shabby, either. All of them are sharing the sun they live in. They are the sun.
