The Light Of The Forest. Calling Out To The Travellers With A Gentle Voice, In Rhythmic Tones. Journey

"Dol Guldur" Land of legends and ancient secrets. Darkness rules the land with evil intent. Light slowly erodes the darkness; Revealing the art of wind and the sculpture of nature . Last seen somewhere in the vast area of "The Swell" central Utah. Enjoy the story ...d

I look into the past to see the future I look into the future to experience the now... dennis

Lost in the sea of grass, the humble cabin watches the waves of amber sweep through the front door and out the back. The circle completes itself with or without our help...... dennis

     Dark Skies...

The ever present Dark Skies: attempting to gather the light of the night into a gentle hug. Trying to smother the ability of the cosmos to keep a small light burning in the window. This night, those Dark Skies will lose their battle. They will be defeated by the forces of light. Fighting without the moon, the stars are themselves the star. Fight on Milky Way. Show us the way home. Keep the light lit in the sky we love...dennis

         Snowflakes  A snowflake drifts slowly  and inevitably down onto the  white blanket of winter. The heat of the sun transforms that snowflake into a drop of liquid blue,  like a caterpillar to moth. The snowflake spills into the trickel  as the trickel rushes toward the stream with the eventual destination ever present . The destination is not the lake like you assumed ,it is instead the eyes of the lucky few  to see the snowflake pass over the lip of the       green moss covered cascade.. dennis

Sticks and Stones

We fulfill our destiny in this life as the events dictate. We wake up and go to sleep every day. We sit by the fire in the winter holding deep conversations with those we love and cherish. We consume the prepared food at the table in the corner. We cook,clean and even breathe under the watchful eyes of the home.

Under the roof and cuddled in the arms of the walls around us. The home, the house, the place we go when we need the gift of love.

Sticks and stones with flesh and bones... Home... dennis

Stand under a Natural Arch in the rain. Live the life with abandon. Stop long enough to get wet and then see the beauty of nature. Not the dull day to day nature, but the spring-fresh nature. Smell the wet rock and verdant vegetation. Taste the sweet, clear air. Hear the drops hitting the rock above your head and then feel those drops splash on your face as you peer into the water logged sky. You walked miles to this place, to this special place.You need this balance in your life. Your soul will remember this moment...Live long and prosper...d This is the "Tower Arch" in Arches National Park..A long and joyous hike...

"On a Dark Desert Highway,Cool Wind in My Hair..." Your eyes settle on the faint outline of a dust devil swirling near the far off mountain. The day is cool and there is a softness in the air. Still, something is unsettling,something is ajar . Whoosh... Then you realize the romantic vision of this valley you had is being distorted by the vigorous growth of a new forest. A contemporary forest . A forest for the "new" age. A place where these "trees" are planted and grow to full maturity in weeks, not years. A forest of sight and sound, of light and shadow. Whoosh...Whoosh... The sound fills your head and then settles in your heart. This beautiful valley is now the power for your cell phones and devices. Because power is what a contemporary forest is all about. Grand and beautiful power. Whoosh...Whoosh...Whoosh... These trees do not have a flavor.They cling to your sight and sing to your ears. Still they do not smell fresh. They leave a slight "sour" taste in the back of your throat; a sadness as much as a taste. The contemporary tree is not about pleasure like its counterparts in the natural world, it is all about power. Whoosh...Whoosh...Whoosh... Cry these "contemporaries"and my soul.....dennis

         The Last Minute

The last hours of the day. The last minutes of the hour. The remaining seconds of the minute. Every second counts. Every minute is important. Every hour is critical. Live your life as if a second is all there is… Breathe in the beautiful light, breathe out the darkness… dennis This is Stillwater National Wildlife Reserve. One second before darkness…..dennis

        Dragons The night can hold many dragons.  As a child, they live under the bed.  As a teen, they hide in school tests.  As a adult, they can hide in the sky. The building clouds on a spring evening very quickly turn into giant behemoths that spew fire and scream at the earth with voices that thunder across the plains and into the ears of the adults huddled safely fearing dragons.  Well perhaps not fearing, but certainly aware that dragons are out there,  lurking in the soft fluffy clouds of spring. The weather is a part of nature we all need to be aware of and respect...dennis