A sunrise (unusual for me!) captured in late December of last year from a little rest area along side the Rim of the World Highway in the San Bernardino Mountains of Southern California. The San Bernardino valley is far below, hidden under the clouds, and Mt. San Jacinto is the highest peak at the left of the photo.
Brew me a cup for a winter's night, for the wind howls loud and the furies fight. ~~ M.T. Antrim
Last night ~ well, really, this morning ~ I couldn't sleep. I came down and made a pot of tea in one of my favorite pots. I didn't realize it was that late ~ or that early ~ until I was settled and looked at the clock. I decided that, since I probably wouldn't be able to return to sleep, I'd go ahead and make a fire to keep me company through the wee hours. Then, looking around at the sleeping cats, I thought I'd get my camera and get some photos. As soon as they heard me getting into the camera bag they took off for upstairs! So, I took a photo of the teapot and cup instead. I've always wondered why I wake up on nights like these at exactly 3:00 a.m. Never mind the "witching hour," I heard someone say once that 3 a.m. is the hour of the demons. I think that's more appropriate; it seems like that's when my demon, also known as "worry", visits me. Hopefully, I'll sleep tonight...
This was taken coming out of Two Mile Road (Hwy 173) turning onto Highway 18 in February of 2013. All the snow from our wonderful storm earlier this month is gone...I suppose there might be some left in Big Bear. I know there's snow on the ski runs because our lows have been very, very cold. Well, until the last couple of nights. And our high today was 61 degrees! In January!! I hate Global Warming.
When Barack Obama was elected president eight years ago, my first thought was "I wish Dr. King would have been here to see this." I was so proud of America...I felt we had really turned a corner and Dr. King's dream was coming true. Boy, was I wrong. It seems like America is more divided than ever.
To read the words of someone who is far more eloquent than I, hop on over to Vicki Lane's blog.
and a Chickadee. I'm always amazed, and grateful, at how well the littlest birds do in snow! The snow has melted off the trees now, but there's still a good amount on the ground. I sure hope this isn't our only good snow storm of the season.
There is nothing in the world more beautiful than the forest clothed to its very hollows in snow. It is the still ecstasy of nature, wherein every spray, every blade of grass, every spire of reed, every intricacy of twig, is clad with radiance. ~~ William Sharp
We finally got a semi-decent snowstorm! Not two or three feet like the storms before 2006, but better than the light dustings we've been getting for the past several years.
A little ways up the mountain in Big Bear they got about a foot and a half, which made the local business owners and ski resorts really happy, too.
Well...maybe not the birds and animals. It's always hard for them. But I keep the feeders well stocked so, at least here at my little cottage, they don't go hungry. (That's a Northern Flicker in the photo above and a Steller's Jay in the photo below).
I apologize for the blurriness of some photos, it was still snowing pretty hard when I took those photos.
The snow started to melt a little this afternoon, but I think there will probably be plenty left for tomorrow and the weekend!
Some of the beautiful floats from the 127th Rose Parade, held every January 1st in Pasadena, California. I find it pretty amazing that everything on every float, (except humans of course), must be made from flowers, leaves, bark, seeds, and other vegetation. Nothing else can be used, even for the shiny bits that look like metal. All the floats are made by hand by volunteers. Amazing! (All photos are from Facebook).
And some other Wildings, big and little, who kindly share their forest with me:
"To know even one life has breathed easier because you have lived. This is to have succeeded." Ralph Waldo Emerson
A Young Steller's Jay
Common to high altitude forests all over the west
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Our task must be to free ourselves...by widening our circle of compassion to embrace all living creatures and the whole of nature and its beauty. ~~ Albert Einstein
June Is Adopt a Cat Month
But, there are always strays who need a loving home - so don't shop, ADOPT! Click the photo for helpful tips on adopting.
If they breathe, they live. If they live, they feel. If they feel, they love. If they love, they are aware. If they are aware, they have a soul. ~ Williams
I love cats because I enjoy my home and, little by little, they become its visible soul ~ Jean Cocteau (That's Malcolm O'Mewy on the chair)
Feed the Hungry
I think we are bound to, and by, Nature. We may want to deny this connection and try to believe we control the external world, but every time there's a snowstorm or drought we know our fate is tied to the world around us. ~~ Alice Hoffman
What I'm Reading Now:
Give a Child a Book
Books are the quietest and most constant of friends; they are the most accessible and wisest of counselors and the most patient of teachers.
Charles W. Eliot
A person who collects or is fond of books. Also, a person who immediately feels safe, happy, even euphoric, when holding a favorite book.
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Where there is tea there is hope - Pinero
Boulder Bay, Big Bear Lake
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Lake Gregory, Crestline
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Click to visit Lake Arrowhead
A Favorite Quote
"I don't want life to imitate art; I want life to BE art." Carrie Fisher
Climb the mountains and get their good tidings. Nature's peace will flow into you as sunshine flows into trees. ~ John Muir, from "The California Mountains"
I'm three-quarters Native American (Oglala Sioux and Cherokee), and one-quarter Northern Italian. I live in a little cottage with my husband and our furry "children" in a beautiful, high altitude, California mountain forest where we enjoy daily visits from the little wild creatures. I love animals (you probably guessed), books, photography, tall trees, rain, snow, tea, the moon, creating all kinds of art...and, I'm proud to be a Crone ~ I never thought I'd make it!