Owl April 6, 2014

Silent on a branch

Big brown eyes full of wisdom

Fine feathered owl.

Art Prescription:  Today would have been my grandmother, Annie Jones’ birthday. Spending time with this owl was like a gift…guardian owl! Sketch in journal.

Pumpkin Loop Owl

Haiku May 4, 2013 Spring Trees

Wind rolls through the trees

Branches wave about with grace

Leaves whisper and stir.

Art Prescription:  Spent much of my day at Mason Farm Biological Preserve! Heard “my” owls, but they were hiding. The beautiful lush green trees are like emeralds in the sky.

Spring Trees

Haiku April 6, 2013 Mason Farm Trees

Cathedral of trees

Arches path, Purple Nettle

Covers ground. Bees buzz!

Art Prescription:  At Mason Farm,   “My” owl is still sitting in her stag (a “lively” dead tree).  She nests in her hole by the creek as the sun crosses during the day. At night she hunts. My imagination thinks this would be a cool start to a nature book….just so magical to see!

Mason Farm purple nettles

Haiku March 20, 2013 Huntress Owl

A night-time huntress.

A riot of wildflowers.

The owl glides silent.

Art Prescription:  The magical unexpected sighting of an owl on my morning walk stayed with me all day. Usually nocturnal, this time of year owls are doing a bit of extra hunting for their brood. Owls have long been thought of as a symbol for wisdom. The Native American practice of Animal Medicine says Owl may be asking you to go deep within and know your own truths.

Riot of Wildflowers