Reaching For That Creative…

I have to say, it has been inventive and down right interesting trying to find things to write about and photograph this past year with the quarantine(s). 

Thankfully, nature always provides something of interest to photograph, which then often inspires a poem, or musing of some kind. 

Although, I do admit, I sometimes toss a random photo in that us completely unrelated to the poem or post. That’s part of the fun of having ones own blog. There really are no rules.

Sometimes, no rules, also results in a lack of direction, but I feel that’s okay, too. Why should it have a theme or be stuck in one place? After all, it is not that kind of blog.

What kind it is…really depends on the day.

Anyway, even this post ran off topic. 🙃 

As it was supposed to be about finding inspiration in slightly uninspiring ways. Yet, I think it said exactly what was needed.

Isn’t that how it should be?

Creativity flowing how it needs to flow.

Love, blessings, and gratitude, 💕 Carrie


Dabbling In Art

Purchased a candle

at the dollar store.

It came with a wooden top

which was not adorned.

I thought it needed something.

What. I could not say,

but sitting down with paints.

I began to play.

Creating a blue background,

which morphed into

a sky setting down 

to sleep with bare trees,

and a small flock of geese.

I think it looks just right.

Adding a little more

fun and creation to the decor.


Blooming In 2021

Sweetpea is blooming.

Shining her light.

She has flowered, and flowered.

More than most her kind.

Perhaps, it’s because

her name is not quite

what others like her are named.

Despite the reason.

We love her so.

She brightens our days.

In bloom or no.



Is that you?

Shining high

in this blue, blue sky?

Sun! Where have you been?!

We have looked for some time.

Thinking you might not come by.

Yet, here you are.

Brightening our hearts.

Thank you sun.

For shining on.

Keep shining, loves.

Love, blessing, and gratitude, 💕 Carrie


Pulled To And Thru












Bundled, For What?

Glorious morn. Unfolding in such a way

that I hopped outside bundled so tight

to find dripping snow and ice.

What us that! Warm sun upon my face!

Oh, I could get used to this!

No longer does this scarf need to be wrapped so tight.

No longer does this hat need to be. Oh, my!

It seems spring is on the horizon!

Thawing and releasing all those layers of clothes.

To be free to roam outside

in just a few glorious layers.

It’s about time!


Predictive text Poetry

I have not done one of these in a while. Having a little fun! 🙂

Predictive Text Poetry – randomly selected words to create a poem.

The bending of the paper is.

The air was created by Monday and gratitude.

What does that glitters mean for what unfolds?

The bending system has captured the shadows deep inside

me and my eyes were pretty much my favorite part 

about playing magic.

The air was created in your body and ease into your present.

The sun was created by the bird feeder and ease into your mind.

The everyday thing is to be

dryer and joy from what you want.

These are always interesting. Hope you enjoyed it. 

Love, gratitude, and blessings to You, 💕 Carrie