It amazes me how nature displays its wonder in winter. Tree trunks bend forward, youthful beauties, beginning their growth, all limbs. Their branches hovering over the stream, awkwardly, self-concious preteens, adolescents, seeking their status within the group of boughs.
Winter trees with branches that are almost colorless stilts, drab to some, but lovely to me in their neutralness. They too, hover over the river, and their reflections appear stick-like in the water. Come spring their branches will flourish with leaves, perceptions of fullness, as they mature.
Grasses and shrubs compete for attention in the stillness of winter. Golden blades, stand tall, proud. Splashes of green fencing form a wall fronting the river.
Winter beauty, bare branches, grasses, and river, nature rests in quietude.
Copyright Lorri M.
A leaf fluttered in through the window this morning, as if supported by the rays of the sun, a bird settled on the fire escape, joy in the task of coffee, joy accompanied me as I walked. -Anais Nin
In order to see birds it is necessary to become part of the silence. -Robert Lynd
I would rather learn from one bird how to sing than to teach 10,000 stars how not to dance. -E.E. Cummings
Tree and Bird-A Havdalah Adventure, by Leora Lazarus, and Leon Lazarus, is a beautiful, insightful, and delightful book, about friendship between a bird and an olive tree. I highly recommend it, for your own child/children, grandchildren, classroom library, school library, and any personal library.
-Photographs Copyright, Lorri M.
*Diary of Anne Frank
The best remedy for those who are afraid, lonely, or unhappy is to go outside, somewhere where they can be quite alone with the heavens, nature and God. Because only then does one feel that all is as it should be and that God wishes to see people happy, amidst the simple beauty of nature. As long as this exists, and it certainly always will, I know that then there will always be comfort for every sorrow… And I firmly believe that nature brings solace in all troubles.
The bareness of winter lingers into spring
trees still unclothed, no sign of buds, blossoms
Snow patches cling to mountains, brownness hovers
Beauty exists in the realm between then and now
within bared trunks, branches, and nature’s quietude
illuminating my heart, my soul, with awe and joy.
“I think the most important quality in a birdwatcher is a willingness to stand quietly and see what comes. Our everyday lives obscure a truth about existence – that at the heart of everything there lies a stillness and a light.”
-Lynn Thomson, Birding with Yeats: A Mother’s Memoir
“There is an unreasonable joy to be had from the observation of small birds going about their bright, oblivious business”
-Grant Hutchison, The Complete Lachlan
I once had a sparrow alight upon my shoulder for a moment, while I was hoeing in a village garden, and I felt that I was more distinguished by that circumstance that I should have been by any epaulet I could have worn.
-Henry David Thoreau
I took the above photo a while ago. I loved watching the pelicans glide gently on the lake, and walk up onto the grass for a short respite, sitting near double breasted cormorants.
A wonderful bird is the Pelican.
His beak can hold more than his belly can.
He can hold in his beak
Enough food for a week!
But I’ll be darned if I know how the hellican?”
― Dixon Lanier Merritt
The photo above depicts an old drawbridge, and was taken in Portland, OR.
This bridge will only take you halfway there
To those mysterious lands you long to see:
Through gypsy camps and swirling Arab fairs
And moonlit woods where unicorns run free.
So come and walk awhile with me and share
The twisting trails and wondrous worlds I’ve known.
But this bridge will only take you halfway there-
The last few steps you’ll have to take alone.