Wishing everyone a Happy Halloween...

Greeting my site Halloween

"The harvest moon hangs round and high
It dodges clouds high in the sky,
The stars wink down their love and mirth
The Autumn season is giving birth.
Oh, it must be October
The leaves of red bright gold and brown,
To Mother Earth come tumbling down,
The breezy nights the ghostly sights,
The eerie spooky far off sounds
Are signs that it's October.
The pumpkins yellow,. big and round
Are carried by costumed clumsy clowns
It's Halloween - let's celebrate."
-   Pearl N. Sorrels, It Must be October 

 blue Moon


 The Hollow Man

by T.S. Eliot


We are the hollow men
We are the stuffed men
Leaning together
Headpiece filled with straw. Alas!
Our dried voices, when
We whisper together
Are quiet and meaningless
As wind in dry grass
Or rats' feet over broken glass
In our dry cellar
Shape without form, shade without colour,
Paralysed force, gesture without motion;
Those who have crossed
With direct eyes, to death's other Kingdom
Remember us -- if at all -- not as lost
Violent souls, but only
As the hollow men
The stuffed men.

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Eyes I dare not meet in dreams
In death's dream kingdom
These do not appear:
There, the eyes are
Sunlight on a broken column
There, is a tree swinging
And voices are
In the wind's singing
More distant and more solemn
Than a fading star.
Let me be no nearer
In death's dream kingdom
Let me also wear
Such deliberate disguises
Rat's coat, crowskin, crossed staves
In a field
Behaving as the wind behaves
No nearer --
Not that final meeting
In the twilight kingdom


This is the dead land
This is cactus land
Here the stone images
Are raised, here they receive
The supplication of a dead man's hand
Under the twinkle of a fading star.
Is it like this
In death's other kingdom
Waking alone
At the hour when we are
Trembling with tenderness
Lips that would kiss
Form prayers to broken stone.

 Anza Borrego Fonts point toward Borrego
The eyes are not here
There are no eyes here
In this valley of dying stars
In this hollow valley
This broken jaw of our lost kingdoms
In this last of meeting places
We grope together
And avoid speech
Gathered on this beach of the tumid river
Sightless, unless
The eyes reappear
As the perpetual star
Multifoliate rose
Of death's twilight kingdom
The hope only
Of empty men.


Here we go round the prickly pear
Prickly pear prickly pear
Here we go round the prickly pear
At five o'clock in the morning.
Between the idea
And the reality
Between the motion
And the act
Falls the Shadow
For Thine is the Kingdom
Between the conception
And the creation
Between the emotion
And the response
Falls the Shadow
Life is very long
Between the desire
And the spasm
Between the potency
And the existence
Between the essence
And the descent
Falls the Shadow
For Thine is the Kingdom
For Thine is
Life is
For Thine is the
This is the way the world ends
This is the way the world ends
This is the way the world ends
Not with a bang but a whimper.



That was a little gloom and doom from me
to you....
Because in life not everything is green and lush.....
Flowers and Sunshine
Happiness and Love
There is a balance to everything...

So remember everything and everyone
doesn’t always have a
Good Morning…   Good Afternoon…   Good Night…
But I wish you one.

Here I Am/Carrie

Simply a Sunday Sunset 5

May you feel the softness of a pastel sky
that strokes your senses
 and brings not the fury,
but a calmness like the hand of God on you shoulder.
Author Here I Am/Carrie
Sunset by Here I Am/Carrie

Salton Sea California

May you have a blessed
Good Morning…   Good Afternoon…  Good Night…
Whatever it is to you

Photos & Words
Here I Am/Carrie

Autumn Ice Sculptures

In a world where things are forgotten like turning a sprinkler off at –10c (about 15F), produces wonders as beautiful as any Autumn color, well not really, but I work with what I have and since I have so little Autumn color here at the ranch I will share instead Autumn Ice Sculptures.  

As many blogs of mine are timeless, there will be some blogs posted here that I will be reposting from my previous blog posts at spaces.  I know many of you from spaces might remember some.  As I have so many new people here I have connected with that I would love to share some of these blogs with as well. So here is one from Oct. 10th 2009.


A little Autumn a lot of Ice..



As the sun peaked over the ridge the light show began.
With sprinkler still going the sparkles were flying.



Caught between the colors of fall and the icy world of winter



Wildflowers were frozen in time..



But their beauty continues to shine in a new dimension.



Baubles formed by blades of grass
like diamonds scattered on the lawn.


From every plant a new sculpture grew..




Reaching for the heavens like a bean stock
till the warmth of the sun ended its growth.



But not before a perennial garden of ice sculptures were formed.



Beauty so fleeting as Autumn color
will be here one day and gone the next.


Whatever season it is for you, find whatever beauty you can.

Reposted from my soon to be closing blog at spaces


Good Morning….  Good Afternoon…  Good Night…

Whatever it is to you…

Photo & Words

Here I Am/Carrie

Woodland Wonders

In wondering the woodlands of my valley, a secret world presents its self..    Natures beauty in its tiny wondrous ways gives you a glimpse into the details of Gods creations...

 The stars in heaven are also found on
the forest floors...


The stars come in many colours and shapes...


Each a world of its own..      


Separate yet all interwoven in the tapestry of nature..... 

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Interlocking they all exist....


 One often supporting the other....

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 A simple rotting stump sprouts an alien growth...    PA090005

A breeze to spread the seeds of life...
A mushroom being dried by a squirrel for winter food...

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The secrets of life and death are hidden in the
forest floors....        PA160054

    Sometime for new life to exist....
another life must die.....

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 As moss clings to a rock to survive
providing a habitat for for more plants to grow..


We are all connected...
We are all interlinked...
Support for one is support for all...

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 God made the beauty of nature
so that you might look deep into it seeing his secrets...
By learning the secrets of nature....
You  learn how to be one with all...

So while in nature
Have a
Good Morning…  Good Afternoon…  Good Night…
What ever it is to you

Photos & Words
Here I Am/Carrie

10 10 10 Sunflowers

A special creative project I am participating in.  As the date is 10 10 10, I had to come up with creative ideas with photos that reflected something that had to do with the numbers 10.  Well as it is the month of the Sunflowers in bloom and I love showing off mine I couldn’t resist a chance to showcase the many different ways one can view the sunflower.


10 Single Sunflowers
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10 Single Sunflowers
with 10 new looks
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10 Single Sunflowers and 10 new looks
put together for 10 different collages

10 10 10 SunflowersCollages

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Hope you enjoyed my having  fun with Sunflowers
as much as I did.

I was so happy with some of these that I created I had to frame some.


Sunflowers are like smiles
They just plain brighten your day.

Hope you have a
Good Morning…   Good Afternoon…   Good Night…
What ever it is to you

Photos & Words
Here I Am/Carrie