Category Archives: nature
at last, may.
yes it was yesterday, i think they may have over-celebrated and lost count.
the fairy dance
the soft stars are shining,
the moon is alight;
the folk of the forest
are dancing tonight:
o swift and gay
is the song that they sing:
they float and sway
as they dance in a ring.
o seek not to find them,
the wee folk so fair;
they’re shy as the swallow
and swift as the air:
if you come, they are gone
like a snowflake in may:
like a breath, like a sigh,
they vanish away.
-katherine davis (1892-1980)
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image source: peter gray’s vintage art and postcards
crowds.
wonderful day.
on earth day, and every day.
rocks.
crystals.
memoir.
the kinder wondered what happened to the big, old tree they used to play under
it was a good tree
we sat under it when it was hot in the sun and its shade kept us cool
we collected pretty leaves that floated down from it in the fall
it was on a hill and we ran by it in the winter when we were playing in the snow
pieces of it had been falling off for a very long time
we guess that maybe it was very old and very sick and it was getting too tired
the kinder began to put its little pieces back on to decorate it
we hope that in the spring
a new sapling will come up near where the old tree used to stand so tall.
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“a tree’s wood is also its memoir.”
-hope jahren
outside.
cloud flowers.
finding a mushroom village – autumn in sugarbush park
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“mushrooms were the roses in the garden of that unseen world,
because the real mushroom plant was underground.
the parts you could see – what most people called a mushroom –
was just a brief apparition. a cloud flower.”
-margaret atwood, the year of the flood