Foxglove Moments

Foxglove Moments

Foxglove is the name of my property, five acres overlooking the Lewis River Valley that was covered with the wildflower when I first moved here in 1996. 



Can't think of a better place to meditate.


No wonder the frogs around my pond
are always so serene.






















[First posted: July 19, 2014]



















 Well named:
regal in splendor,
reigning in beauty.





[First posted: July 22, 2014]





One can solve almost any problem simply by reframing it. 

Old: How to make the bird feeder squirrel-proof?











New: The squirrel feeder works perfectly!

Problem solved.

(And the squirrels are generously sharing it with the birds.)









[First posted: July 24, 2014]



Recently there's been an awful lot of flirtatious tail-twitching going on from one of the squirrels. She twitches her tail and barks, twitches her tail and barks.

The other squirrel lounges next to the pool, seemingly oblivious to the signals.

"Look, man," I tell him, "she wants you. Go for it!"

He continues lying supine, showing absolutely no interest.


More tail-twitching. More barking. Still no movement.

"Really, you're missing an incredible opportunity here!"


Could be due to wearing a heavy fur coat in this heat, I suppose.








[First posted: July 28, 2014]















At times it amazes me that I can receive so much beauty, pleasure and wonder

for a little sugar and some water.






[First posted: July 30, 2014]




Not exactly for whom the birdbath was intended
but, um, make yourself at home,
I guess...















[First posted: August 1, 2014]


















Such extraordinary shapes and colors...

You just know that Nature must be working with the right side of her brain.





[First posted: August 3, 2014]











At times, this valley reminds me
there are many layers to the world,
and what we see is usually but the surface.

At times, I need reminding.





[First posted: August 9, 2014]




A multi-purpose feeder--
three in one!--
for only one price.










[First posted: August 14, 2014]










Yesterday I was wandering this hillside with the spirit of e.e. cummings close by,

( i thank you God for most this amazing day... )

as hummingbirds hovered and hummed and zipped about.

Poets make good company, often expressing our experiences and feelings,

epiphanies and insights better than we can ourselves.

So I borrow their words,

tailor-made to fit a certain moment,

and make them my own.





[First posted: August 18, 2014]