A bright new bird feeder for spring. The birds ignore it. They don't like it yet, but I do.

Delicate and graceful, the pink lily in its whole is lovely.  Each part is of itself lovely.Each petal spreads itself softly on my day. Leaf, stem, petal, stamen, and stigma. Each is beautiful part of the wholeFlower.

Finding myself in the part of Oklahoma which is home of the Kickapoo tribe, I wonder at this tree art. I wonder if it has a significance beyond artistic expression? Does it serve a purpose or state a message only tribal members can decode? Like a set of chimes it hangs from a branch and wobbles and waltzes in the wind. Curiosity for... Continue Reading →