Day 143 of Wonder
Our miniature succulent plant garden thrives on neglect, or so it seems. Failure to do anything with it has not dampened its ability to...
Day 142 of Wonder
Evening walk and the sky is mottled with clouds, lights are illuminating the paths and these amazing flowers have their faces fully open....
Day 141 of Wonder
After 140 days of writing and sharing about wonder, I've started to wonder what's next. I still love the process of opening myself up to...
Day 140 of Wonder
These beautiful days ... do not exist as mere pictures - maps hung upon the walls of memory to brighten at times when touched by...
Day 139 of Wonder
Life without mystery is really boring. Who can say what this little fellow died of, but he was lying belly up smack in the middle of the...
Day 138 of Wonder
Daisies! Who hasn't tried to build a daisy chain? Or plucked the petals off, vainly hoping 'he loves me, he loves me not' will turn out...
Day 137 of Wonder
"Artistic vision is having the clarity to fall in love with what you see." - Chogyam Trungpa, the Dorje Dradul
Day 136 of Wonder
Watching the forest fill out over the days, weeks and months since winter is always a marvel. This cluster of flowers on the forest floor...
Day 135 of Wonder
"The true mystery of the world is the visible, not the invisible." - Oscar Wilde
Day 134 of Wonder
The remains of a monastery nestled on a slope overlooking the village I live in. This slope is part of the Stromberg, a region of...