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Moonlight and Hares · 1w ago

Fly Free with the Stars Little Shining One

The day is warm and bright. It's only February but feels like April today. The trees are filled with Robin song. There are four in the garden now, swift, full of energy and zest for life, darting from tree to tree, chasing one another beginning the S...
Moonlight and Hares · 3W ago

Hello February

Here we are with the first month of 2017 gone by in the blink of Jack frosts icy lashes.Tw...
Moonlight and Hares · 1M ago

The Well Earned Rest Of Plants and Trees

At the end of the old year, my yogi teabag shared with me some words of wisdom to begin the new one. I like these words. Perfect to begin again, letting go of the old that doesn't serve and ...
Moonlight and Hares · 2M ago

Just stopping by on Christmas Eve

The light is fading now and the fire is lit. The presents are wrapped and ready beneath a ...
Moonlight and Hares · 2M ago

December Trees and Woodland Decorations

December beauty, away from the tinsel and lights and Christmas tunes that play on a loop i...
Moonlight and Hares · 2M ago

Shooting Stars of Paint and Wood and a Lacewing as an Assistant.

After lots of rain, the leaves on the ground are beginning to dry a little again. Yesterday the wind was whipping them up, the small gusts encouraged them to dance on my way to the post office. Garden wind chimes hanging in trees came alive with the ...
Moonlight and Hares · 3M ago

Old Autumn

“I saw old Autumn in the misty mornStand shadowless like silence, listeningTo silence, for...
Moonlight and Hares · 4M ago

October

A misty October morning, bright with the promise of a clear new day. The trees are still h...
Moonlight and Hares · 5M ago

The Alchemy of Autumn

 I sit on the stone ledge by the front door. A place I often sit in all seasons. The place...
Moonlight and Hares · 5M ago

Hello September

Memories of early summer flower days lie in a seashell on my table. How fleeting they seem now that September has arrived with her hedgerows heavy with blackberries, the early morning mists, rosy ripe apples and hips and haws.  August was sunny and b...