Loveliness of Time…If Only For A Moment

Today, inspired by someone feeling nostalgic, my muse was awakened (finally!! it has been FOREVER since I have written any poetry!).

If only for a moment. Maybe I will be able to write more poetry today, and maybe it was just fleeting. No matter…I am content and grateful to have been inspired. If only for a moment… 🙂


Look upon the radiant horizon
and see the loveliness of time
In moments captured, and held forever
in the warmth of your beautiful heart

©WD(sapphyreskye) August 2015

mountain sunset watermarked


Special Rocks

On our last camping trip, there is a lake which has a rock beach. No sand at all, just rocks. From the tiniest of pebbles, to larger almost boulder sized. All colors too. I am always on the hunt for really unusual ones, or really pretty ones, or ones that combine the two characteristics. 🙂

I especially love finding heart shaped rocks! Good luck to find them too, in a “rock sea” of millions! My little guy is really good at spotting them, and other unusual rocks. He likes to look in the water near shore because, when wet, the colors really stand out. He gives them to me because he knows I collect them. Little Sweetiepie he is! ❤

I found 6 heart shaped rocks this trip…or they found me! 😀

I especially love these special rocks, which he found in the lake…:)


arrowhead rock, and alien face rock!


I heart this rock! 🙂

Then there was the lichen in the shape of a heart on a lichen covered larger rock….at a different lake…

I am

I am “lichen” this rock! ;P

I also like to draw on rocks with other rocks. It rubs or washes off, so it isn’t permanent. I write on them, or draw little pictures, photograph it, then leave them there for others to find…and to hopefully get a smile from when they find them! 🙂

'I love art' heart rock. :)

‘I love art’ heart rock. 🙂

Making smiles...hopefully!

Making smiles…hopefully!


I might make jewelry out of some of the smaller rocks I found. There are a few that are stunning in their colors, or textures. One of my faves is a reddish one that is perfectly round like a marble….or…a planet. A small planet in a rock universe. ;D

Mud Girl

Well, I finally know how to ride the thing. And even be comfortable riding it! A few weeks ago we went for a 4 day dirt biking trip in the mountains. I learned really fast because I just did it. Some of the trails were very tame, and some….not. By the end of the 4 days, after 142 km of various level mountain dirt bike/ATV trails, I was confident on it, and raring to go again! lol

At the start of it, though…I froze. It had been a month, or so, since I had even gotten on it, and I forgot, largely, what I was doing. I still had lots of fear of riding, because of lack of confidence. Where we had ridden before was busy, the trails moderate to difficult(so we avoided them), and the only flat place was the road in! While not ideal, it was necessary in order to learn how to shift gears. The whole time, though, I kept thinking I was going to get hit by a vehicle, so I was just tense, and I did not enjoy myself at all. So, this 4 day trip we were taking did not exactly fill me with excitement.

After practicing…on some very flat, tame trails…starting, stopping, and standing up(to go over rough spots, dips, etc.), we were ready to start doing the trails in earnest. I was last in a single file line, and that was fine with me. I get nervous otherwise, since there are no rear view mirrors. A weird psychological thing, I have, I guess. 😛

Going along on a flat, tame trail is no guarantee that it will stay that way! A lot of the time, there would be large and small puddles(it had just rained) scattered all over, and you either had to ride through them, or dodge them. Very good practice for steering and for standing! Then other times, the trail would be littered with small to large rocks, left there by flooding, etc. Dodge or go over. More practice steering and standing! There is problem solving involved as well, as you decide the easiest, or the safest way around, or through whatever the trail throws at you. By the end of the trip, I was going through the little puddles on purpose, because it was just fun!

We did some hills, as well. Big ones. Littered with river rock. Ack! A bit nerve-wracking, but after I managed them, up and down, without falling off, I was pretty proud of myself! Then there were the giant puddles in some places. Some 6 feet in diameter, covering the entire trail with no way around them! There was no choice but to charge through them. Not knowing how deep they were, or how soft the bottom. Usually the outer edges were better, but not always, as I found out. I got most of the way across one of them, and felt the bike slip, then get stuck in the deep mud at the bottom. My shifter was under water, I couldn’t find neutral, and I was panicky since I nearly went over! So, I had to be rescued.  Out of a mud puddle. A mud puddle even my 8 year old managed to get across! Sheesh. 😛 They all had a hoot over that one! lol

I broke my bike in, finally….and I got muddy, and it was awesome! Woo Hoo!  😀

All in all, we ended the trip with nobody hurt, and everyone a thousand times more confident than when we started. Because after doing what were most definitely advanced intermediate trails, doing anything else was easy…. Now, I don’t fear going again. And actually look forward to it.

The scenery is gorgeous, and the riding has finally managed to be thrilling to me. We even named our bikes…There is “Beast”, “Mayhem”, “Cyclone”, “Hippie”(my little guy’s…don’t know why that name. lol), and I called mine “Rocket”. 😀 hahaha IMG_20150718_171241