Finding warmth in the days nearing winter. The sun holds onto her rays of warm light a little tighter these days. May she squeeze some of those warm rays our way. Lighten our skies. Bless our days.

Love and blessings, πŸ’• Carrie

2020 http://www.carriedforth.com

Who, Who, Are You?

Who goes there?

Past my tree

Without a care?

I was running a little behind schedule last week which had me feeding rabbits at night fall. It was light enough to see what I was doing without a torch, but dark enough for the owls to be up.

There us something peaceful in the deep hoot of the Great Horned Owl.

He flew off after a few hoots. I noticed him land farther away. Then I heard screeching. I had to look up the sound when I got inside to find out it was a barn owl. 

I guess they crossed territories. The barn owl is not very peaceful sounding. Rather creepy in a way.

I keep listening and watching for them. 

Love and blessings, πŸ’• Carrie

2020 http://www.carriedforth.com

Spectacular New Day!

Waking on another Monday morn.

Watching quietly as a new week is born.

Beautiful it is to see.

The day unfold so brilliantly.

Cheers to another blessed week! May we all have something to be grateful for.

Love and blessings,  πŸ’• Carrie

2020 http://www.carriedforth.com


The clouds have parted.

The sun us now here.

Brilliantly shining.



Glowing with care.

There is nothing quite like the beauty of the sun after a day of rain. It’s like seeing a good friend.

Love and blessings, πŸ’• Carrie

2020 http://www.carriedforth.com

Chores Are Better With Friends.

My current helper.

He makes sure I feed the rabbits and chickens.

The rabbits actually like him and they all take turns rubbing noses.

The chickens still run from him and yell.

He’s determined to befriend them, so I am certain it will be matter of 

time before he is invited into the coop.

After all, the chickens do let the other cat sleep in there.

Love and blessings, πŸ’• Carrie

2020 http://www.carriedforth.com

We Must Go On

I am not sure if it’s part of being creative, or a part of my personality. I tend to have a flair for the dramatic at times. I try to keep it in wraps because, well, no one really wants to see someone dancing with glee in the grocery line because she got waved through. While everyone else is still waiting their turn. ( or do they?)

Anyway, I often struggle with the desire to toss this blog away. To toss away writing altogether. Because, what is the point.

Then when the dust of this outburst settles, I realize I would have to stop breathing if I were to quit. It would be painful then. I also get those subtle, and not so subtle messages from the angels saying I need to go on. Continue, as it is a joy to all. 

Like a petulant child, I roll my eyes at them. Rather, at the sky, as I don’t necessarily see them. So, they amp up their message. Bring in an earth angel. A phone call. A message of how one poem, written and published in the local paper, has touched them deeply.

I then am humbled and gracious. Feeling quite relieved to have known that someone out there does benefit from my writing. 

So thank you. All who read and enjoy. All who pour their heart out in words, pictures, paintings, sculptures, etc, and share those hearts with the world. We need you. I thank you. I ask you to not give up. Keep shining. The world needs your light.

The poem published in the Poetry Corner of the Sunday Insight page in the Pittsburgh Post Gazette:

In This Now

A moment is caught. His laugh bright, crisp, brilliantly

contagious. We all smile. Chuckle a little. Uncomfortable in our

expressions. As we watch him grace life with a gentle knowing.
All will be well. We long to feel this. Embrace it.

Toss off the worry and fear. Kick the virus out of our lives.

Eliminate all that holds us still.
He is free of this cloak. Free of the fretting. Free. 
We ask how. He smiles. He lives in this now. Not worrying what 

tomorrow might bring. Not concerned with what so and so said.

Nothing that happened yesterday is of concern.
Now is all we have. This moment. Embraced to its fullest.

He states as he walks away. Trickles of his magical laugh

meandering behind him. Drifting to our ears. Helping us feel free 

in this now.

Many blessings and love to you.

πŸ’• Carrie

2020 http://www.carriedforth.com

Nature’s Decorating For Halloween. πŸŽƒ

The leaves turned.

Spiders are spinning decor.

Nature’s Halloween.

It’s absolutely gorgeous when the dew and fog mix with sunrise. Look at these webs!


It warmed up on this day exposing a lot of spider string, or travel webs.

It was like dodging laser beams to get to the jewels. Except I was only walking to the bus stop to pick up kids. Same difference, really. 

Although I have no idea what it’s like to walk through a laser beam, I get to walk through webs a lot this time of year. Between the outdoor webs, and the wolf spiders who keep try to convince me to let them winter in the house, it’s a bit ridiculous. Yet I would much rather have the spiders, then be overrun by whatever they’re eating. 😬 Side note, the wolf spiders do go back outside, usually in a jar ride to the deck. They still have not convinced me to let them stay. πŸ•·

May nature help you decorate this fall! If you’d like, that is. πŸπŸŽƒ

May you dodge webs like a ninja. πŸ˜† πŸ•ΈπŸ•·

Love and blessings, πŸ’• Carrie

2020 http://www.carriedforth.com