tell me a story. no prompt.

finding a boy in the woods
by S

i was out one time, with my family and they didn’t actually want to have a child. but one came which was me. and still they did not want a child so they built me a home in the woods. they built it against a home in the woods.

it was a brick home who someone lived in it but put a sign out that said for sale. and then you guys bought it.

and then i decide to wander out into the woods. i meant go around the house. and i i actually found elsa (laila) and she took me inside to warm up. and then that’s my story.

that’s just my story but what really happened to me was when i was inside i did not know what what everything was. i didn’t know what a fire was, I didn’t know what warm water was, or a picture or what a tomato was.
at first some wild beasts actually caught up to me but i came to no harm because i told you i was training to be a ninja. i was an honor ninja. but the wolves cannot climb trees…can they?
and i could climb a tree with one hop. one hop to a big thick bush.
i i found a magic ring lost in the woods. a magic invisible ring. it could shoot lasers at people and they would pass out but they wouldn’t die. they just pass out.
that’s my story.

a story by L:
well my powers froze everything.
hickory dickory dock. the mouse ran up the clock. the clock struck one and down he run hickory dickory dock.

i’ll tell you my story. about me.
um. so like this: i just found this little home in the woods. my mom and dad put some decorations on it. and suddenly i found some bushes that were growing. so the boy that somebody found (i don’t remember…well never mind about that)
and um about my home. they…my home could change into different things.
and about this: i had too much cups. so i had to give some wolfs some to eat. they would just have a mouth full of prickles.
just like baby dragons. baby bearded dragons. and i found a creek that looked just like this and i decided to jump up in the sky get a parachute and jump back down into the pool then i caught my cat in the pool and then i picked him up with my parachute and i flew up into the sky and i landed on one of the clouds.
and um. um. and. and.. i flew to my own house with my cat sitting in my lap then i landed back into my bed in my dream. then my teeth ran out of my …one tooth of mine found a little pool in my mouth. she jumped in she swam and then she told all her other friends. they all jumped into the diving pool they all held hands and spladoosh. then they saw big hairy giant.

Winter Solstice

This year solstice finally made sense to me.


the rising sun.  i took this years ago when i was struggling with my newborn son who never slept.  talk about beginnings forged in fire…

We were invited to come together with our community in a beautiful, heart felt ceremony of renewal and human connection to nature.  For me, this was new year’s eve.

Our host had set up a table for the kids to craft lanterns, complete with battery powered tea lights, mod podge, brushes and colored tissue paper to paste onto jars, and wire to make a handle with.

IMG_0355There was also a beeswax candle making station were we rolled sheets of beeswax around a long wick, and a table with slips of paper for us to write down some things we want to shed or things we want to increase in the new year.  These words we wrapped in white linen along some herbs and tied with string to be tossed into the waiting bonfire.

What a beautiful thing to do for solstice!  It was inspiring, all the thought that went into this evening.


When all the writing and pasting was done and every hand held a candle, we went out to the bonfire around which (you can see this in the pic above) a spiral path toward the fire was made with pine boughs.


The kids lined up first (little ones had parents to help them) and after our host shared a beautiful poem about making peace with the darkness as well as the light in all of us, we all walked the spiral inward toward the fire and put our small linen bag of thoughts and herbs into the fire.



I love this symbolism of letting go, turning hopes into smoke that rises upward  into the universe and burning up the heavy burdens we had carried from last year.



We lit our beeswax candle from this common flame and when everyone was ready we stood together as a community and it was lovely.


snow love

I grew up in Michigan with winters that often mounded street corners with snow, and the sound of snow plows in the morning meant possibly that school was closed.  I remember so clearly how warm snow is when you build a little snow hovel and lay down in it in your snow suit.  I love snow days.  I wish our current state got more of them, but when they do come we live it up.


snowy sunrise on our street


Laila is truly an experience seeker, a sensation seeker. She demands to go out and feel the snow in her bare feet at 7am whenever we have snow (or rain for that matter, or even frost).


making big plans, diagramming a path for sleds in our yard…

Sledding at a nearby playground turned ski slope!

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I only had my iphone with me the evening I went to work and saw this.  I am trying to capture the steel grey of the frozen drainage pond.  The color was very quiet, like the rest of the air around me.  I could hear a faint cracking sound as things froze in the sudden cold snap.


and when I left work, the snow was coming down hard.  I drove under 20mph the entire way home.


and I still love snow days.