A couple of my recent blog posts have mentioned finding the world a bit too peopley lately, that I needed time in the forest, in nature, to feel balanced again. People wear me out. Nature charges me back up. It’s that simple. I joke – in a serious way – that I prefer dogs to… Continue reading Don’t Knock! An Introvert Lives Here.
I needed a break from peopling. The only creatures I wanted to talk to were my dogs. I wanted to breathe and be in nature, without interruption, without stress. I also needed to go to a place where I could feel the dogs and I were safe from hunters/killers now that it's rifle season. Knowing… Continue reading Just Breathe
Idaho’s mountains host so many birds. Coming from western Washington, I had to buy a book, Birds of Idaho, to help me try to identify those that live here year-round and those that migrate through each spring and fall. I’m still learning. I never considered myself a birder – it seemed such a stodgy hobby… Continue reading An Accidental Birder
Bug (definitions): a small insect; a computer virus; a concealed miniature microphone; to annoy or bother. Entomology: an insect of a large order distinguished by having mouth parts that are modified for piercing and sucking. And then there’s the British use of the word “bugger,” but…we won’t go there. Some bugs are delightful, for example… Continue reading Bugs
It's said that writing is like a muscle; one needs to keep flexing it regularly, daily if possible. I would add that, like so many types of exercise that keep our muscles strong - in my case, running - writing must become a habit so that when you do miss a day, you notice. You… Continue reading Flexing Muscles
This morning was a glorious one for running mountain trails with my dogs. Crisp frosty air, blue skies, the early sun rising above the trees and ridges to the east casting a warm glow through the tall pine tree branches. Huckleberry shrubs are bright red under the trees and the aspens are turning a vibrant… Continue reading What Mess?
We all have our bad days. Sometimes those bad days stretch into several bad days, even weeks or months. The bad can be physical, emotional, social, relational, political, or some combination of some or all of those things. In this wonderful, supportive community of bloggers, writing and reading blog posts is a balm for much… Continue reading Unexpected Gifts: Why You Should Keep Writing
Some runs, that’s exactly how I feel: like a kid in a candy store. Happy. Awestruck. Stunned by what I see all around me. Following fluff butts Conall and Finn up through early-season snow to a scree field where the morning sun's rays have yet to reach. This morning was one such run. Fresh snow… Continue reading Like a Kid in a Candy Store
Petrel41 of Dear Kitty.Some blog has kindly nominated Wild Sensibility for the Liebster Award. I appreciate the nod! One delightful discovery, upon beginning to blog on the WordPress platform a few months ago, is the diverse, welcoming and supportive blogging community here. I admit, though, upon receiving Dear Kitty’s email notice, the recovering attorney in… Continue reading The Liebster Award
Other than a smattering of aspen trees, the autumn colors brightening the landscape in the nearby forest arrive courtesy of the shrubs that make up the understory. During a recent morning run I found myself stopping repeatedly, stunned by the beauty of the foliage, digging my camera (a Google Pixel 3a phone) out of a… Continue reading Nature on the Run