There is a line definitive and true
where the forest begins
its canopy instantly consuming
my thoughts into silence my steps into miles
my breath smelling the wondrous decomposition
the uncontrolled web of life I can’t help but enjoy
the view I must see with my head propped
at an angle looking up seeing the limbs of the giants
touching the wild shades of green (more…)
Surprised indeed to see
such a sight colors so bright
in the early morning light dancing
and waving back to me
Photo By: Carrie
Fourteen years (unofficially seventeen
but whose counting) of love
and attention wandering
trails into the light
seeing (more…)
Photo By: Carrie
The High Sierra Nevada is like a parallel universe. It exists as it is, dynamic and full of profound beauty. Ready and waiting for me to walk among its towering ridge lines and granite faces while finding my soul’s reflection in its alpine lakes. It waits for my return so patiently. I am usually not as patient. (more…)
Photo By: Carrie
Rock Creek, Sierra Foothills
Have you ever carved your initials into a tree? As romantic as this tradition sounds something has always stopped me from adding my mark into a trunk of a tree. I guess my relationship with trees runs more than surface deep. (more…)
Photo By: Carrie
High Sierra near Rock Creek
Wide
at the base
roots
clinging
to cracks in the worn rock towering (more…)
Photo By: Carrie
Your cheeks flush as the sun
warms your back you let the breeze
move your hair until you are
unrecognizable and the birds sing (more…)
Photo By: Carrie
Sitting within
the view rolling
around inside my head a mix
of details and beautiful
Blur (more…)
Photo By: Carrie
And even closer I go this week. I can’t help it, those veins draw me in. (more…)
The Shady Tree 