small wonders...

(i am grateful for what I am and have. my thanksgiving is perpetual. it is surprising how contended one can be with nothing definite - only a sense of existence...my wealth is not possession, but enjoyment.. henry david thoreau)

after (above photo). so much more space to try to dig in a little deeper and harvest more. i've adjusted to suburbia, at least much more than this summer. i know that we can still live unaffected by what's around us with extra diligence and creative resistance.
tyler and i ripped up ugly old plants. with my honda. it might've been excessive, but it was wholly satisfying.
expansion of body. miracle. so cozy in stretchy clothes. only three months left or so, and it's been a peaceful, wonderful time. yoga to connect with the growing, creating body, and what my body is capable of. to become aware, and see inside. (the proclivity of our regeneration.)
(yellow coral fungus.) grows out of the pines needles. no misnomer here.
placerville with m, a true friend, and dinner with her family.
this guy/gal really loves to chomp on my rose. he/she has been there for about two weeks.
foggy walk, water's smoke. the maples scatter gold the on the ground. we love a good fertile mushroom hunt.
hard to indentify, but clearly loving the decaying toyan leaf.
nothing like a good ramble.
dinner at the folk's. bonny and sean think this photo is clever. it was a cozy evening of chirades and the like.
tyler and teddy both like to examine long pieces of grass, exploring near roseville.


wendell berry said that to treat life as less than a miracle was to give up on it.
my thanksgiving is daily; perpetual. a bouncing, healthy four year old with a fresh perspective, and who offers the best of companionship; a mate who listens, entertains, contributes, and is nothing less than a bright, shining light in my life- callouses on my hands, celebrating the every day, feeling life inside of me, growing up within a large family in the woods. et cetera infinitum.