Evergreen Island Alone

I made myself go to one of my favorite places today.

Going there used to be a reward for getting my chores done.

But today I went with my clothes still in the dryer and unfolded towels in a basket.

I had not swept the floors either.

Why the switch from going as a reward to being forced to go?

FEAR

That foe is still here.

So I went To Evergreen Island to prove that I could.

Alone

Unsure but determined

Who will make me go if I don’t?

I heard the fear voice whispering…

later, tomorrow, when you have time, when there is no pain, when your new stick gets here…

I heard that whispering all afternoon until I wanted to scream.

I grabbed my trek pole, camera and keys and marched myself to the car.

If I fall, I fall.

If it hurts, it hurts.

Fear has kept me from Evergreen Island for many months.

But I got there today!

Do not listen to that whispering voice.

Ignore that fear!

Listen to your heart.

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The Wolf Moon and the Spirit Orb

Coyotes howled in the valley as I took these photos. A green spirit orb appeared.


This has happened before, the night of my daughter’s college graduation.
Believe what you wish.

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Wolf Moon and Green Spirit Orb

New Color for the New Year

The pair of Storytellers’ Chairs have returned to the mountain fully restored and ready for more. I have been busy saving the stories as well. Legacy isn’t just about  things.

In the 1960’s the chairs were a plush green. They sat in my grandparents’ livingroom overlooking Hibriten Mountain. My maternal grandfather was the main storyteller.

Grannypaw in green

In the 1980’s the chairs were covered in a rosy velvet. They were in my parents’ home in Charlotte.

Daddy in rosy Hong Kong

Now, they are a lovely blue and sitting in the family room of my parents’ dreamhouse in the mountains of North Carolina.

New blue and the Zebra, too.

You may recognize the Zebra table nearby.
Having these important family heirlooms restored and placed here makes me feel like more time circles have been completed.


I have fond memories of times with the former owners of these chairs. I miss my precious relatives who are no longer living. I especially miss my mama, Dottie Ann/ Kiki and her younger brother Uncle Jim both of whom we lost in 2025.

Uncle Jim and Dottie Ann/ Kiki/ Mama

These family pieces being restored and ready for more years with our family brings me both peace and joy.

Many thanks to Blue Ridge Upholstery in Vilas, North Carolina for doing such an excellent job for us.

Good as new in blue

READY FOR 2026!


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