Archive for the Seasons Category

FIRE BREWED

Posted in Blogroll, Cooking, Creativity, Fishing, Friends, Hunting, Life, Nature, Poetry, Seasons, Uncategorized on May 22, 2008 by Outdoors2

Chili ’s not made with all measures of which,
But dashes of that and handfuls of this.
Big chunks of onion and plenty of sauce,
Squeezed to extract and steeped in the rue
Tomatoes chopped up and and pushed in to stew
Add cumin not spooned but shook with a shake
The most cayenne also that your stomach can take
The mushrooms are thrown from the woods to the pot
Just a half jig of ‘basco, to get her plenty hot
So slice up the sausage and grind up beef too
This brew will be ready in an hour or two
Still the true test will come as it sits and melds sin
Tomorrow’s guarantee? You’ll have to stay in…;P


~Outdoors2

Of Rituals and Man Hugs

Posted in Blogroll, Creativity, Friends, Life, Nature, Seasons, Uncategorized on May 10, 2008 by Outdoors2

We gather at Joe’s on a crisp October morning, Coffee for most. Beer for some. The `man’ hug shared among the core. We chat about what chainsaw needs sharpening, who has the percosets (for laters back relief), the deer in the field, which log pile to start on and who’s position is who’s at the splitter.It starts out with three or four `supervisors’ (usually the beer drinkers) directing the mass confusion and stumbling around trying to help the roughshod process turn into a smooth running, orchestrated production. After the initial burst of enthusiasm things settle in and each finds their own spot among the group and accepts the designated or perceived position that needs their filling. The day wears on as we each relinquishes the worn out soldier from the strenuous task they, too, had taken over from the one before him. Lunch brings a long awaited break from the chore that we never prepare for. Moaning and groans, bandages replaced, war stories told about the log that almost… the finger…the toe! All smile at the mornings accomplishment. Each knowing the necessity to keep the winter stoves stoked will cost these little scars. Break time passes and few head off to football practice, the tree stand, shopping whatever other life deed needs to be done this fall day. Besides, wearing oneself out from each years ritual. The core continues on..a well tuned, greased machine is all that remains now. The rhythm goes unbroken as switching eachs’ task, is a premonition known far in advance, before failure in this chain of events. The last pile dwindles quickly, as the remains are cleaned up and every odd piece is put through the mill, Finding it’s fate eventually on the stack. The field is scanned again for the evening feeders, the saws gathered up, stray files found, Tailgates put up, a pat on the back and the final Man hug given.

~Outdoors2 5/08

Thanks, Rachel …be whole now

Posted in Blogroll, Creativity, Life, Love, Poetry, Seasons on March 30, 2008 by Outdoors2

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the day we went cycling
in the hot summer sun
the wind on our skin

I fell
sat there crying
you came to kiss my bruises
I tried to stop you at the scratches

you looked at me
and kissed them anyway

that day
a garden bloomed
in my heart

I still smell
the flowers

~*~

De-N

My Fast

Posted in Blogroll, Creativity, Life, Love, Poetry, Seasons, Uncategorized with tags , on March 21, 2008 by Outdoors2


If I was coming off fast
and my love of it, was pure
The best of the best
would be…
what I wanted for sure

Each of us has our own
So to recommend isn’t fair
just get what you’ve been missing
I just know that you’ll care

The test of time will have taken
it’s toll on your tongue
If only you knew
of what my fasting is from

Mine wasn’t Chocolate or Honey
tho sweet it is true
My restrictions were of
the wonderful tasting of …You

~Me

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All Four

Posted in Blogroll, Creativity, Life, Nature, Poetry, Seasons, Spirit, Uncategorized with tags , , on March 15, 2008 by Outdoors2

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When new life emerges
and blossoms abound
the crisp leaves the air
with warmth of the ground
Come birds and the worms
the gnats and the bees
long summers drag on…
then the  falling of leaves
Cold… wind driven storms
with icicle’s and chill
four seasons all pass
as our world is not still

© ~RRS, ~Outdoors2

Artwork by…Kuryosity

Astral Court

Posted in Blogroll, Life, Nature, Poetry, Seasons, Uncategorized with tags , , on February 12, 2008 by Outdoors2
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Moons beams dance and bound
around a sky as dark as ink
and Venus watches in dismay
the fool in her new mans ways
Mars turns red with bitterness
as his love casts her glow astray
Saturn turns and rolls away
for fear of rings bent matter
Uranus bows and cracks a smile
to all the ones who care
Earth becomes the friend as is
they all know his pull is there
but, Jupiter jumps across the lines
as his size is one to flatter
Neptune rinses off his brow
to see the show in view
Mercury hurries to meet with Pluto
before he goes astray
the Stars are twinkles of alls eyes
alluring and shine they may
the Sun! well she stays hidden
as not to ruin this knights Day
~RRS, Outdoors2, 2/08
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Not, Just a Field

Posted in Blogroll, Friends, Hiking, Life, Nature, photography, Poetry, Seasons, Uncategorized with tags , on February 4, 2008 by Outdoors2


Not, Just a Field


Just a field that most will see
so much more than grass for free
Just some blades they may view
gentle sways of graceful you
Just stalks grown withered and dry
ag-ed strength longs sprig and spry
Just some fodder filling space
curves of smiles, wave ‘cross your place
Just laying matted without care
the tangled look that draws me here
Just stored seed cased in it’s shell
this field of dreams will cast it’s spell
It’s Just a field that most will see
It’s Just much more than that to Me

It’s Just a field that most will see

~RRS, Outdoors2 2/08
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