postcards from the south east. . .

I've been welcomed to Asheville, NC by sunny winter days, a rich cultural artistic scene, and a back yard of National Forest.  What a grateful passage this is.  My days have been filled with hiking, yoga, dance, and good friends who pitter-patter over my head.  Here are some shots from my new borough.

Art seems to be in every nook and cranny around here, welcoming you to town.

 

 

Mosaics, also seem to sneak up on you. 

I was particularly fond of this one.

Luna, loving the Pisgah Natl. Forest in our backyard. 

I think these are eastern white pines, which are abundant here. I'm looking forward to the upcoming seasons, there seem to be lots of dormant ornamental trees just waiting for spring!

Old mountains here, the earth smells rather different too. 

 

 

My board of happy images, re-instated here in NC. This is what I look at while writing. 

More local color. . . with more to come soon.

pictures of pictures, and then some.

I've found it rather difficult to be a winter blogger.  Winter lulls aside,  this blog is dedicated to a somewhat random collection of images that just make me sort of happy. 

I took a photo of this picture, I believe my grandmother captured it while she was in Egypt.  I find it so delightful.  It seems to capture that spontaneous joy and playful energy that we all have from time to time.  Although I'd be pressed to remember the last time I catapulted myself into a summersault.  

 Well, I certainly did many a sommersault when I was this age, five.

 NEWT!

Delightful fungi, captured while with fun-gals in California.

Happy and cookie fueled after hours of chasing the Buoy Monster.

Luna, in her wild stride,  Cascade Cave, OR.

One of my favorite trees, the Sycamore.  It's pale bark seems a bit like a ghost in the forests of Missouri.

I don't know which I love the most in this image, my Dad's pensive dog holding look, or my Grandmother's awesome style? circa 1950's.

 

The Pacific Ocean. What a beauty!