A Love Dream

A love dream…


I dream of love swimming in the ocean

Twisting round my heart, my head

The waves crashing

Blue is my heart

Cloudy is my head


I dream of love walking in the forest

Twisting round my heart, my head

The branches cracking

Green is my heart

Foggy is my head


I dream of love dancing on the sand

Swirling round my heart, my head

The particles flying

Warm is my heart

Clear is my head….



Copyright.  2009.  Michelle Madonna





I  went for a hike today to clear the mind.  You see sometimes in life, your mind gets all crazy on you.  You start questioning everything. Your past, your present, your future.  You try and make sense of things that just do not make sense. Life can be so hectic and sometimes it is difficult to see your way through.  During these times, I find myself searching for something, searching for something to connect to, searching for something to make me feel okay again.  My walk today helped clear my mind, something that was well needed. 

Walking through the woods by my home, I saw the first signs of spring.  The small growth of daffodils peeping their sprouts through winter snow.  I thought of the first growth of spring and it calmed my mind.  The sound of my footsteps crunching on the snow, the sound of melting ice, the sound of the woods and the low chirping of the birds.  These sounds penetrated my mind, thus calming it deeply.  Stomping through, I walked faster and faster and felt like I needed to run. I wanted to run until all of my worries dissapated into the winter air.  I wanted to throw away all of my fears.  I wanted to clear my mind again. I wanted to let it all go.  And I did. 

I ran through the woods until I reached Coindre Hall, a dog park near my home.  I ran until I saw the blue of the harbor in the distance.  I am so connected to the water, to nature, to being outdoors.  I need this in my life. It is a deep part of who I am.  It is how I cope with difficulties.  I take one look at that water and everything just seems to make sense again.  My worries about money disappear, my worries about finding someone to love me dissapear, my worries about my job dissapear.  My mind tends to worry a lot.  And at times I feel it will never stop.  But once again, I take one look at the harbor and my life seems pure again. It makes sense again.  We all need this. We need to connect to something.  And for me, it is nature. 

You see, as humans we need to connect with nature to help us through life.  Because nature is so beautiful and simple, it makes me want to be simple again. It helps me appreciate the good parts of my life, the simple things.  I am healthy.  I am alive.  I am present.   Under stress, we quickly forget the things in life that are beautiful, simple.  The kiss of another, the love of another, the amazing things in life.  When we stress, we sometimes forget who we are. We question ourselves, the way we live, the way we move. 

Nature clears the mind, the soul.  When stress overcomes you, take a hike in the woods, walk to the water, breathe the fresh air we have.  Realize that life is not about worries, money, jobs.  Life is about living, breathing, caring, loving, appreciating what we have.  If we focus on the positive things in our lives, the laws of attraction will bring us positive things.  Read The Secret….watch The Secret.   I highly believe in this. 

So next time your mind starts going crazy on you, lean towards nature to make it whole again………nature, the place which can set you free again….


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When the fiddlehead of a fern emerges from the ground, it is a sight to be savored.  The beauty of the first growth of a fern, the spiral form, the abstract representation of what is to follow.  It is art in my eyes.  It makes me want to break out my sketching pencils and draw.  The golden mean proportion screams in your face as the fiddleheads grow into earthy green fronds. 

Fiddleheads are edible, however, you must make sure that you are eating the correct fern species as some may be a bit toxic and leave you nauseous and dizzy.  The safest fiddleheads to eat are actually from the Ostrich Fern (Matteucia struthiopteris).  This fern is the safest to eat but people say to eat it in small quantites.  The fiddlehead must be harvested when very young, about 10″ above the ground. The taste resembles asparagus.  It is best to cook them and not eat them raw.   I love them sauteed with some olive oil and garlic. 

Check out this website on some other ways to harvest and prepare fiddleheads.  http://www.umext.maine.edu/onlinepubs/htmpubs/4198.htm

The  native habitat of Ostrich fern (Matteucia struthiopteris) is in a woodland environment with moist soil and dappled sun.  Its’ vase shaped habit and feathery fronds resemble ostrich feathers, hence the name.  It can also be seen growing in dense clusters along streams, ponds and rivers. In its native habitat with optimal conditions, ostrich fern can grow to be 6′ tall. Usually in cultivation, it will grow to 2-3′.  Plant this fern in a woodland garden where it can naturalize. 

The texture of a fern in the garden, the form, the color, can bring a sense of beauty to the garden.  There is something unique about the texture of ferns, especially when they grow in masses.  I picture them growing under a grove of trees, blanketing the ground, earthy tones of green. 



Photo cited:  http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/5/5a/Matteuccia_struthiopteris.jpg

So, the winter snow and freezing cold has prevented me from taking measurements of the area for my garden BUT I have still been thinking about the garden.  I decided that I really would like to grow as much as I can from seed. Growing from seed is rewarding.  To take one look at such a small thing that turns into something so beautiful is truly quite amazing.  Growing from seed makes you just feel good.  There is this crazy rewarding feeling.  Like, wow!! I did that!!  How could that be possible?  It is a sense of wonder, of amazement.  In all the years I have been growing, I never lose that sense, ever.  It will be with me forever.  If you are a gardener, you will understand exactly what I am talking about.

As I look outside at the snow on the ground, the frozen hens and chicks on my porch (you know ,the plant!) and the glazed winter harbor, my mind is already fast-forwarding to spring.  I tend to rush winter and never fully appreciate it.  I just simply do not like the chill.  I love the outdoors and my time spent there diminishes greatly when the temperature is below 40 degrees.  I am a warm weather babe, what can I say?  I like the warmth of the sun, tank tops and flip flops, summer dresses, little clothing, tan skin.  I live for warm weather. 

The excitement of spring already runs in my mind, the fresh start, the first crocus bloom, knowing that warm weather is soon to follow.  It is already mid-January which means that March is not far away.  I was born in March and always look forward to the month. In like a lion, out like a lamb.  I love that saying because I was born at the end of March which is really a great time of year.  A time for renewal.  For me anyway…

So on this cold winter day, if you dislike the cold like me, think of spring that lies not too far away. It is something to look forward to.  Think of the crocus that will soon bloom and of the warmer days to follow.  Think of your hands that will soon be sinking into the soil.  Think that spring is near…




Pour me unto the twisting desert

Let me loose upon the shore

The sun is strong

I see freedom set in its eyes

Pour me unto your willow tree

Twist me around again

Dance like whales upon my shore

Turn me loose again.


Copyright.  Written by Michelle Madonna

Seeing Clearly

Come, come to my house

I will always let you enter

We must bring our world together


Enter my secret garden of beauty

Look upon the trees

We lie within their branches

And sit between their leaves


We are all born from the womb

I see you inside of me

My eyes have opened

Open yours and you may see


Walk with me as I will walk with you

No matter what your color

Wear my shoes

Run with me as I will run with you

No matter what your color

Look upon each other

We are sisters

We are brothers


Open up and you will see

What is inside of you

Lies right inside of me



Copyright.  Written by Michelle Madonna

There is something special about wildflowers.  The way they grow in masses, their color, their beauty.  The way they need little attention.  This is why native plants are so amazing to grow.  Give them the right habitat and they will thrive with little care. 

Baptisia autralis, also know as Wild Indigo, Blue Indigo, or Baptisia, is an amazing native perennial that produces indigo blue flower spikes in May-June.  The plant itself is shrub-like and mounded, it has a great form.  Especially when the flower starts to spike, it creates great contrast in the garden.  After Baptisia flowers, it matures to black seed pods which are often used in floral arrangements.  Along with the beauty of its flowers and seed pods, its foliage is just as attractive.  Compound leaves of blue-green color bring a sense of relaxation to the garden. 

Baptisia is native to open woods and streambanks, meadows and prairies. It is best used as a naturalized plant, though Baptisia will definitely liven up a perennial border.  This plant thrives with neglect and does well in poor soils, though it thrives in full sun.  It really is a low maintenance plant. Just beware, once it is established, it does not take well to transplant because of its tap root that grows deep into the soil.  Once you plant it, leave it to naturalize.  Because Baptisia is so low maintenance and  requires little water, it can be a plant that is used in a native garden or a sustainable garden. 

Wildflowers have this unique air about them.  Look at a wildflower meadow, it is nature at its best.  I have this dream of planting a wildflower meadow, to watch it grow, to see its colors, to see the way the butterflies will swim above the flowers.  This dream will come true one day.  The vision I have is unique, it is special.  And it will involve Baptisia australis. 


image cited:  http://www.prairiemoon.com