Saturday, January 31, 2015

The Kolden Report: Loving kindness.

Hello, kids!

Outside, 30 mph winds whip fat flakes of snow hither and yon.  Wandering back to a time when heated homes were not the norm, one realizes how soft we've become.  But with that softness has hopefully come a kinder, gentler way of being.  In celebration of the loving kindnesses that pass between us, I dedicate this report to my talented cousin Janice and to my dear friend Denise, both who will benefit from the power of your prayers for healing.   Godspeed ladies,  I love you both! 


Fine form.

Map of life.

Reminds me of a manta ray, with it's tail erect.  Or an angry little hedgehog on a mission!  He even has eyes and a black tipped nose.

Paper thin.



Mirror, mirror...

"Sewing the seeds of love..." - Tears for fears

Backwater bliss.

How lovely are your branches?

One proud plant.

Two, tango.

Path of least resistance.

Missouri Moment.

Well preserved.  (For now.)

Silken surface.

Flow. (Free flowing water under the surface creates the dark line.)

Geometricity.  (A closer look.)

Puzzle piece.  (What happens when you mix up a puzzle containing each U.S. state as a piece.)


Temporarily captured.

Moment in time.




"Come on baby, light my fire...."  - The Doors

Fly by.

Grass grandeur.

"When the night has come, and the land is dark..." - "Stand By Me" by Ben E. King

Stay tuned, more to come!

"No one is useless in this world, who lightens the burdens of another." - Charles Dickens


Saturday, January 24, 2015

The Kolden Report: Soul Candy

Hello, kids!

Some weeks ago we took advantage of the lovely weather, roaming the countryside.  It is ALWAYS worth it, to be out among  trees and critters, in silence and under starry skies.  Crisp air, stiff breezes and little snow made for perfect conditions.  Enjoy the ride!

Blue blaze.  AKA "Mighty Missouri".

Who remembers the Chevy Viking?

My pulse always quickens when I  first glimpse  "big blue" waters. 

Time stands still.

Splendor surrender.

Clean and clear.

Juniper berry bliss.


Reach for the heavens.

Striata.  (Yes, I build my own words.)

Standing guard.

We snuggled deep into our bag when the sun sank.   Made it easy to get up at 1 a.m., in awe of the night skies.

How the word "awesome" came to be.

Star tracks.

"Welcome to the grand illusion!" - Styx

I woke to find the skies painted.

Morning magic.

The big picture.  (There is something about standing under a brilliant sky that leaves no room for words, only emotion.)

Shape shift.

Changing states.

Frosted thorns.

Berry burst.

Close cluster.

Hiding in plain sight.

Face-off.  (THIS time of year?  Makes one scratch their head.)

Boys will be boys.

"In all things of nature there is something of the marvelous." - Aristotle