Jordan Lake. The moon, edging towards fullness on Monday, was caught in layered clouds. The great egret winged towards a safe roost in the trees for the night. May your sleep also find soft lit dreams in which to safely dwell for the night. Peace and Grace, Doc Ellen
It has been a day both of aching souls and heart-felt thankfulness for courage shown on September 11, 2001. May we take the much needed quiet gentleness of the mourning dove into our sleep. Rest well. Peace and Grace, Doc Ellen
Jordan Lake Dam, Haw River. May your thoughts this night join the softness quietly gleaming from the evening star to the tufted titmouse. Wee bird whose day of work of cracking seeds has brought him nourishment and a need for a safe roost and rest. May your sleep bring your soul nourishment and rest. Peace and Grace, Doc Ellen.
Jordan Lake: I don’t often get to see the beginning of the breeding plumage change in the common loon as usually these beautiful birds have all headed north by now. The loon’s plumage patterns are startling and, yet, its face is wistful. I watched it for a moment, thinking about changes in all of our lives. May you have a peaceful night and dream with the loon who is probably hundreds of miles north by now.
peace and grace, Doc Ellen
Jordan Lake: The cold autumn evening is brightening with stars. The pair of mourning doves are settling down on their sheltering roost for the night. May you also find a safe and warm roost for the night. Peace and Grace, Doc Ellen
Jordan Lake, Doc Ellen’s Evening Note: I celebrate October 31 as All Saints’ Eve. A time to remember those gone Home before me: be they family, friends, furred or feathered companions. I miss them all and visit their memories, gently, in the crispness of the autumn eventide. Take the thoughts of those you also cradle within your soul, with you into the beginning of a new month on the morrow. Peace and Grace, Doc Ellen