Butterflies…

“A girl stands In a meadow under a golden light

Around her butterflies take gentle flight

Each one a symbol, a tale taking off with the wings of a monarch’s glide

A sign of hope, a beacon, a guide

The butterfly dance weaves trails of paths anew

Where her dreams once were fading now became renewed 

Whispers of transformation are heard in the sky

Fly beauties fly 

She smiles and steps into the breeze

Her spirit soaring  like the butterfly with ease

For every butterfly, every hue

Is a piece of her, timeless and true

Each one a story from her life, from her soul

Each one flying off with a part of her to remind others too

That some endings are beginnings in a clever disguise

So try to live your life to the fullest at every sunrise…”

Poem by me…

Camper shares terrifying ‘Big Foot’ encounter miles away from Sasquatch-sighting hotspot | Daily Mail Online

A terrified camper claims he was left cowering in his tent after being woken up by the 15-foot sasquatch.
— Read on www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-14473615/Camper-Big-Foot-encounter-Sasquatch-sighting-hotspot.html

Bigfoot sighting In Pennsylvania…

Pennsylvania man says that a during a recent hunting trip he was stalked by Sasquatch getting a close-up view of the creature’s face. The incident took place on February 19th on game lands near Penn State, where he goes to school. Identified as ‘M.K.,’ he was hunting for raccoons that evening when he suddenly heard an unnerving sound that he likened to someone striking a tree with a bat. Perturbed by the peculiar noise, he ventured further into the woods away from the thud while feeling as though something was following him. 

With a spotlight, he scanned the forest as he walked and briefly caught sight of “something large and upright.” As he was turning his light on during the conversation, he flashed upon the face of the creature that was standing about 40 yards away. He described him as looking like the recent film version of King Kong. He states it had a sharp nose, a grey-skinned face with similarly colored hair, and a rounded chin. 

He also noted that the creature’s arms and shoulders were massive. The sighting only lasted a few seconds before what he now believes to have been a Bigfoot vanished back into the woods…

The BFRO investigator who looked into the student’s stunning report deemed him “earnest and very credible.” 

You can read the entire article from Tim Binnall on Coast to Coast  below…

 I think for me the King Kong description has me a little suspicious, but what are your thoughts? Let me know…

TGIF everyone!

https://www.coasttocoastam.com/article/pennsylvania-hunter-reports-chilling-face-to-face-encounter-with-bigfoot/

I am Nature…

“I’ve dreamt I’m running through the Forest, my feet pounding on the pine 

I never feel so alive as I do when I’m outside 

I want to run with the wolves and howl at the moon 

Listen to nature answering back with its own magical tune

Footsteps that echo in ancient lore

As wild hearts beat forevermore

Like the pounding on a tightly locked door 

We move as one, both fierce and free

Fangs, paws and feet 

Bound by nature’s pure decree

That we should always be this wild free 

These majestic guardians of secrets forests far and wide 

No longer feel the need to hide 

As we hit the moss and fern, we tread so light

In harmony with the pale moonlight 

Streams sing tales of ages past

Of mountains climbed and valleys passed

We heed the call of nature’s song

In this wild dance, where I’ve always felt I belong

The wind’s caress upon our skin

A magical feeling that stirs within

The forest whispers ancient rhymes

Of a freedom found together for all our kind

Together with the wolves I soar

Me, an untamed spirit as never before

And In the heart of nature’s boundless dreams

I am part of this forest, the wild, nature and the fairy’s gleam”

Poem by me…

Video: Trail of Bigfoot Tracks Found in Snowy Maine Forest? | NewsRadio 1110 KFAB | Coast to Coast AM with George Noory

The BFRO are recognizing these prints as authentic bigfoot tracks. Some say they are deer tracks made to look larger from the snow.

Your thoughts?

An intriguing video from Maine shows a trail of sizeable prints found in a snowy forest and some suspect that the peculiar tracks could have been left behind by Bigfoot.
— Read on kfab.iheart.com/featured/coast-to-coast-am/content/2025-03-03-video-trail-of-bigfoot-tracks-found-in-snowy-maine-forest/

Haunted Honey…

“A mortal man, stood before a mausoleum so grand

Where love and sorrow for him now went hand in hand

He saw her spirit, pale as moonlight’s glow

She whispered secrets only shadows know

A ghostly girl, from beyonds death’s embrace

Who haunts his dreams now with her luminous face

Each night he went to her tomb on the hill

He’d sense her presence with a chill

He’d wait quiet in his trance

For a fleeting chance at a spectral dance

Her image drifted through the mist

A vision that their souls had once kissed

Her eyes, like stars in the night,

Drew him closer to her ghostly light

A love beyond the mortal plane

Bound by her beauty, touched by her pain

He’d trace the letters of her name

Etched in stone, a flickering flame

His heart anguished with what was lost

A bond forged now at a ghostly cost

At night mortal flesh and spirit roam

Their love found solace in the gloam

Each night he sought her, yearning still

By the tomb upon the misty hill

In her presence, he found peace

A love that even death could not release

Their souls entwined, forevermore,

A tale of love, and haunting spirit lore…”

Poem by me, inspired by the song Haunted Honey by Marc Laidlaw,

You can listen here, have a great day everyone…

Haunted Honey

Thylacine in History…

Preservation of the Tasmanian Tiger…”

Consequent upon the information reported in our last Proceedings, another search was made in the wilds of Tasmania for evidence of the existence of this almost extinct Marsupial.

Thanks have been transmitted to the Tasmanian Board for its generosity in allowing M:. M. S. R. Sharland the opportunity of first hand knowledge of the position. Apparently

The expedition was fitted out by the Tasmanian Animals and Birds’ Protection Board, and as a guest, Mr. M S. R. Sharland accompanied it. A full account will be published in the Proceedings, from which it will be seen that new footprints were observed more than once indicating that more than one individual still survives in the locality searched.

Mr. Sharland upheld the traditions of the Society as the Tasmanian Board has renewed its invitation to their next research expedition.

It is a matter of regret that no animals were seen but this is mainly due to the nocturnal habits of the marsupial.”

This Information was printed in the Proceeding of the Royal  Zoological Society of  New South Wales for the year 1938 

The mention of footprints makes me hold out hope…

The Deer Woman…

Shedevrum AI

“In the moonlit woods where shadows play

Roams the Deer Woman, wild and fey

With eyes like embers, dark and deep

She wanders through the forest’s keep

Her form shifts in the twilight’s glow

Half a woman, half a doe

She tempts the heart with graceful ease

A spirit of the ancient trees

Whispered tales of love and fear

Of those who dared to venture near

With every step, her mystique grows

A haunting presence, soft and close

Legends speak of her allure

A warning wrapped in beauty pure

She beckons with a lusty siren’s call

To those who heed, they’ll rise or fall

In her gaze, both life and death

A fleeting touch, a stolen breath

She dances in the moon’s embrace

A mystery, a timeless grace

Beware the Deer Woman’s charm

For in her arms lies both harm and calm

A story woven in the night

A legend in the pale moonlight”

Bigfoot in Books… The Story of Man

Picture from Story of Man, 1962

“Of Giant Apes and Snowmen
IN the 1930’s, Ralph von Koenigswald, who discovered the first man-ape jaw in Java and some human remains to be described shortly, combed the Chinese drugstores of several Oriental cities, in search of fossil teeth. For centuries the Chinese have used the bones of fossil animals to cure their ills, in the belief that courage, strength, and virility come from the powdered remains of large, strong, and potent animals. Their cure for toothache is powdered teeth. Out of thousands of teeth, von Koenigswald found, in Hong Kong, six of particular interest.
They are human-like in form, but six times as large, in volume, as those of living men. Between the stubs of the roots, gnawed by cave porcupines, he detected powdered yellow earth, which told him that the teeth had come from caves near the Yangtze gorges.
He called the animal to whom the teeth had belonged Giganto-pithecus, the giant ape. For years some paleontologists believed that Gigantopithecus was an ancestor of man, but in the late 1950’s Chinese scientists found three jaws of this animal, which was an aberrant ape. It lived in the Pleistocene, too late to be our ancestor.
An even more famous and fabulous animal is the Yeti, or Abominable Snowman. His tracks have been found in snow and mud in the Himalayas, and he has been reported as far north as Mongolia. Eyewitnesses have described him as tall, two-legged, tawny-coated, maned, big-muzzled, and big-toothed. Several expeditions to Nepal and Soviet Central Asia have failed to find this elusive animal, whose numerous tracks are so far unique.
Even if it turns out to be a primate it is more likely to be a survival of Gigantopithecus than an Australopithecine.”

From, The Story of Man
Carleton S. Coon, 1962