A Song For Simple Things

I've had this on my fridge for years, passed on by a dear friend. Maybe it was growing up on Mt Veeder with lots of freedom, siblings, fresh air and imagination - Corbin's words touch me.

'I have a heart for small and lonely things
First star; far steeple on a gathered town;
A need for separateness to heed a circling hawk,
Or know an owl's low and sleepy tremolo
Before the line of sun slices down the hills
To brighten golden boulders in a brook.
I am in love with lovely, simple things.

I've hungered long for shy and hidden things -
The plunging woodcock's amorous trilling from the sky,
A dazzle-sheen on beetle wing beneath the bark,
Old foxfire in a rotten stump I scatter with a stick,
Or cooling kiss of a milkweed silk along my cheek,
The pepper-tingle of nasturtium seeds I bite -
I am in love with hidden, simple things.'

HAROLD CORBIN

Photo by Kristen Loken / Flowers by Kathy Hoffman /

Moi

I am Rebecca Feeney. Where do I start??? I am a wife and mother, I married my best friend and still have a big crush on him. We adopted three children in 3.5 years. I've planned 170 weddings over the last 11 years, I've logged over 20.000 hours working with brides and their families. Love to garden, wish I were better at it. Love to cook, wish I were better at it. I love great coffee, sunny mornings, a long Saturday run, a great book and a cup of tea at night. I am new to the blogging world - I am constantly inspired and I think this is a pretty neat spot to compile the things that I love. These are my Valley Views.