Fidalgo and the Zen Elm

 

Yesterday was a fine October afternoon - so fine that I took a perch on a rock in the middle of the preserve to sit and read.  There I received an investigative visit from one of the wild stallions of Ravenseyrie, with the godhead of the Zen Elm benevolently watching.

How dreamy the sounds!

How magical the light!

Autumn Enchantments

A Discussion

There are things you do not know 

About the way things at Ravenseyrie have unfolded. 

Unsettling things.

Things that awaken thoughts you'd prefer not to have...

So you are best served not to dwell on such things.

Instead, walk among the other inhabitants

Breathing in the Wim Hof way

After cold immersion --

Then one can feel the enchantments

Such powerful medicine!

And smile to think one had been so paralyzed with anxiety

When really there is nothing wrong

Except a befuddled perception, now arighted

Almost effortlessly. 

Symbiotic

Family

Shaggy Parasols

For Dinner

Mares

Stallions

Apples and Hawberries

Rija

Waves

Barred Owl

Attitude

Looking up to The Zen Elm --with Gratitude