after hiking to the secret climbing tree
mother nature designed
only for kids
we enter under the canopy of emerald leaves
to find the magic inside.
“wood is only one-syllable word, but behind it lies a world full of beauty and wonder.”
this lovely tree
dressed in all of it’s finest adornments
dancing to the wind.
“no matter how mighty and strong a tree is,
it will always dance to the tune of the wind.”
big, old tree is winning, no little fence is going to stop it.
“this old world keeps spinnin’ round, it’s a wonder tall trees ain’t laying down.”
on a winter walk in the woods
came upon a labyrinth made of pine
fall to winter vegetables as offerings at its center
beautiful yule celebration on display
left for all to enjoy.
“the trees will tell their secrets to those that tune in.”
greenview nature preserve, ann arbor, mi, usa – january 2021
wondering who in the woods calls this fallen log, ‘home’
“there is something in the trees awaiting discovery.”
– steven magee
this friendly-looking tree
deep in the woods
so content and jolly
i think it would love to share its jokes.
“i never saw a discontented tree.
they grip the ground as though they liked it,
and though fast rooted, they travel about as far as we do.”
– john muir
bird hiils park, ann arbor, michigan, usa – summer 2020
standing in my yard
small among the birch trees
i would slowly peel away the bark
creating the most delicate pieces of beautiful paper
a gift from the tree
uncurled and waiting to be my papyrus.
“out of sight above the house, the mirror moon reflected the sun of a day not yet dawned,
shining the pale light of tomorrow on the yard and on the paper birches.”
image credit: white birch fragrance oil
walking in sugarbush woods
i ran across this tree man
just waiting for someone to find him.
“what art offers is space – a certain breathing room for the spirit.”
in the tree tunnel
‘it is difficult to realize how great a part of all that is cheerful and delightful
in the recollections of our own life is associated with trees.”
traverse city, michigan, usa, pathfinder school
a new garden begins
in the first spring
spent at my home
first things first
a door is decorated
tiny flowers are planted
shells and stones and treasures and glittery things
leaving room for more to come
the fairies are welcome
to visit and stay at their leisure
i’ll listen very quietly.
- “there is always music amongst the trees in the garden, but our hearts must be very quiet to hear it.”