Memory is music
safely intruding;
waking my weary
eyes with misty
mountain affections.
CKS

L967

unpaved paths
lazy day
with my best friend


There is simply something about being outdoors.  Nature blankets me with emotional and physical safety.  A safety I know, no where else.  It just is.  I can’t explain it.

Here, my husband and I were enjoying complete solitude.  Not one other human except each other.

Raptors flew above.  Ground creatures scurried occasionally.  We spoke little; rather, we enjoyed silencing our human chatter, and instead listened to this Mountain Mama.  Her peace and beauty shared, that we may share it forward.

paint much love, always,
Connie Karleta Sales
a.k.a. This Crooked Little Flower


Mountain Ridge, 2" x 2", ink, charcoal, graphite, paper, ©CKS, 2014
Mountain Ridge, 2″ x 2″, ink, charcoal, graphite, paper, ©CKS, 2014
Posted by:Connie Karleta Sales

artist, poet, educator, public speaker and thriver! Smiles and unpaved roads are the way I roll :D