I happily reblog this post from my friend Mary’s blog, Walking My Path. I love the photo and the quote from Chief Dan George that accompanies it. I want to keep this quote handy especially for those times when life is not so gentle with me when I need something uplifting.
Check out the rest of Mary’s blog. It is a thing of beauty and of quiet inspiration.
I knew it would be an exceptionally busy couple of weeks for me. In my Casual Friday post last week I mentioned that I would have to work most of the three day weekend but I would definitely not work on Monday. I ended up being under the weather so I slept a lot during the entire weekend but worked in between. As a result I didn’t get everything done that I needed to do and I did have to work on Memorial Day. But we will meet our deadline.
I have not had a moment to read any blogs or respond to messages but I will take a quick moment to at least say that all is well with me and mine. I started this post Friday evening but then abandoned it as a bit of a work emergency took me away. Consequently for the first time my Friday feature is not being published until Saturday, which is still better than my Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday features which did not get published at all.
There are exciting developments in the garden. We have a pale purple iris in bloom and also a single clematis blossom. The appearance of mushrooms (toadstools?) is an interesting phenomenon in our garden. We live in a very dry climate that typically would not support mushrooms but this wet spring has actually resulted in clusters of mushrooms. We continue to officially be in drought conditions as a couple of months isn’t enough to erase years of a shortage of rain, but at least now no part of New Mexico is classified as in extreme or exceptional drought. 12% of the state is still in severe drought while where I live is classified as “abnormally dry.”
I did take a little time to “stop and smell the roses”. Hopefully my life will never be too busy to prevent me from doing that.
Here’s hoping that most of you will have a weekend that is filled with whatever your heart desires.
For me, it is another working weekend. The positive side is that the clients we are working with are so wonderful and appreciative that it is a delight to be able to work with them.
This quote is ageless. It is a great reminder to look for beauty in everything. I personally am entranced by the variety and interest of clouds in the sky. The photo was taken from the street in front of my home on a rainy day when the sky was starting to clear.
Camille Pissarro (1830 – 1903) was a French Impressionist painter. He painted primarily French landscapes. He did not sell many paintings during his lifetime but by 2005 some of his paintings sold in the range of U.S. $2 to 4 million. Read more about him and see his works at Camille Pissarro, The Complete Works.
I am reminded of the beauty that surrounds us. The serenity found in nature helps to calm a stressed and restless soul. I need to spend more time enjoying and appreciating the natural wonders of which we are benefactors.
John Muir (1838 – 1914) was a Scottish-American naturalist and author. He was an early advocate of preservation of the wilderness it the United States.
On Wednesdays I join Words Crush Wednesday Favorite Quote Challenge sponsored by Lisa on the blog Rebirth of Lisa.
Check out her blog and other quotes.
Photo Credit: Carrie Miller. View towards Silverton, Colorado, with the mountains beyond.
Hummingbirds fascinate me. One of my great delights these days is watching one of nature’s engineering masterpieces come and go to and from the feeder mounted on our living room window. We were thrilled when the first tiny black-chinned hummingbird of the season showed up at the feeder Monday evening. We abandoned all activities while we watched him feed and fly away. We waited for his return.
Since the first appearance we have seen him on a regular basis. Frequently over the next several months we will turn our attention to the window to watch the vision of the dainty birds’ mid-air dances. We think they have a nest in one of the trees near our back deck. As the season moves on, we expect to see the female counterparts. They will be joined by other species. We typically see interesting territorial battles between the various hummingbirds.
This brings to mind one of my all time favorite cross-stitch pieces. It is an appropriate selection for this week’s Stitching Post to mark the seasonal return of the hummingbirds.
Project Details: “Bird Watching” from Leisure Arts The Magazine, Cross Stitch, June 1998, Designed by Barbara Baatz. Stitched over 2 fabric threads of 25 count white Laguna with 3 strands of DMC embroidery floss. Custom framed.
The wealth of a nation is in its air, water, soil, forests, minerals, rivers, lakes, oceans, scenic beauty, wildlife habitats and biodiversity–that’s all there is. That’s the whole economy. That’s where all the economic activity and jobs come from. These biological systems are the sustaining wealth of the world.
Earth Day is a memorable day for me. The first Earth Day was held April 22, 1970, which happened to be exactly one month before I graduated from high school. In the self-centered way of my adolescence, I probably would not have been particularly aware of the first Earth Day if it had not been founded by Wisconsin U.S. Senator Gaylord Nelson.
Growing up on a Wisconsin farm, our whole family was tied to the earth. Conservation practices such as strip farming, contour farming and crop rotation had long been practices of those who worked the soil. In a sense we were isolated from what was happening on the larger stage: Vietnam war protests, the hippie free-love (and free-drugs) movement and other things that marked the 60’s and 70’s. We were well aware and deeply touched by the American tragedies of a few years earlier in the deaths of Bobby Kennedy and Martin Luther King, Jr.
With this backdrop, Earth Day was born. The first observance harnessed the energies of the protests of the time towards environmental concerns. That first day is sometimes thought of as the start of the modern environmental movement. The day is now celebrated around the world. However, we should not honor the environment only one day a year. It should be a lifestyle decision.
Clouds come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storm, but to add color to my sunset sky.
As I worked at my desk this evening, I glanced out the window and was mesmerized by the sunset.
The trees have leafed out enough to frame the awesome sky.
I stepped out on the deck and shot from several different angles.
Finally, I stepped out of my front door and took a picture due west.
I do not think of myself as much of a photographer, but I can hardly go wrong when nature provides me with such beauty.
A beautiful sunset, just another thread of my life.
It is a beautiful Easter morning in Santa Fe, New Mexico. I woke up early to go Mass and celebrate the greatest of all events of Christianity: the day that Jesus was resurrected into heaven to atone for the sins of mankind.
There was a slight chill in the air but also the promise of a beautiful day. As the congregation gathered there was a definite feeling of hope and peace and grace. The sun was just rising and it seemed to be peaking out from under clouds which soon dissipated. We were left with a beautiful sunshine filled day.
In his homily, the priest drew an analogy using Jesus’s tomb that was found empty by his disciples on Easter morning. We should each look at the tomb within us, and tombs within society, and strive to empty them of negative things: violence, or love of material objects, or gossip, or disrespect. These negative things within each of us should be replaced with love.
The message of seeking love and happiness is oft-repeated outside of the Christian tradition as well as within it. Much is written about filling ourselves with happiness and going forward with a renewed sense of goodness. Easter represents new life Christianity, and it is no mistake that Easter coincides with spring which is also a celebration of new life. Continue reading
And Spring arose on the garden fair,
Like the Spirit of Love felt everywhere;
And each flower and herb on Earth’s dark breast
Percy Bysse Shelly, “The Sensitive Plant“
I celebrate spring. In truth, I celebrate nature and every change of seasons. Right now in springtime, I am smitten with the beautiful gifts of nature. It seems appropriate that this week I would choose a quote that celebrates this season of rebirth. It is also appropriate that in the continuing cycle of life I quote from a poet who wrote 200 years ago. This poem, like all great poetry, stands the test of time. An emerging spring marks the end of every winter and this poem eternally celebrates the seasonal change.
Percy Bysshe Shelly was an 19th century English romantic poet. Some consider him to be the greatest of the romantic poets. His poetry was considered to be radical for the time as were his political and social views. Among other things his writing reference incest, attacks on religion and free love. He was not well-known in his short 3o years of life as many were afraid to publish his poetry. His fame came after his death.
“The flowers of late winter and early spring occupy places in our hearts well out of proportion to their size.” –Gertrude S. Wister
After nature’s monotone of the winter months, blurbs of bright colors in the landscape are a welcome sight. It is easy to feel joyous and inspired when the first blossoms of spring appear. It seems fitting to celebrate the flowers that announce the arrival of spring, as well as some of those that make their appearance a bit later. Today’s Top Ten Tuesday list celebrates some beautiful flowers.
- Grape hyacinths
- Peach blossom
- Cherry blossom
- Lily of the valley
- Morning Glory
I am always amazed by the wildly varied shapes, colors and textures found in nature. I marvel how flowers have their own personalities mimicking human traits: bright and showy, complex, stately, demure, withdrawn, fragile, powerful, to name just a few.
What are your favorite early season flowers? What flower matches your personality?
Flowers of spring, another thread of my life.