Tag Archives: beauty

what remains.

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after many hours spent in the kinder playhouse

art, memories, stories, and a beautiful view of the world

are what still remain. 

 

“this was something sure to be crammed full of warm secrets,

like an antique clock built when peace filled the world.”

-haruki murakami

the swan.

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on the river – welcoming spring

The Swan

Did you too see it, drifting, all night, on the black river?
Did you see it in the morning, rising into the silvery air –
An armful of white blossoms,
A perfect commotion of silk and linen as it leaned
into the bondage of its wings; a snowbank, a bank of lilies,
Biting the air with its black beak?
Did you hear it, fluting and whistling
A shrill dark music – like the rain pelting the trees – like a waterfall
Knifing down the black ledges?
And did you see it, finally, just under the clouds –
A white cross Streaming across the sky, its feet
Like black leaves, its wings Like the stretching light of the river?
And did you feel it, in your heart, how it pertained to everything?
And have you too finally figured out what beauty is for?
And have you changed your life?

– Mary Oliver 

crisp.

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last night’s walk in the park

 

“it is the life of the crystal, the architect of the flake, the fire of the frost, the soul of the sunbeam.

this crisp winter air is full of it.”

-john burroughs

 

 

 

 

 

argo park, ann arbor, michigan, usa – february 2021

snow was falling.

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grand circus park, detroit, michigan, usa – 1920s

walking in the beautiful snowfall yesterday, it was clear some things never change, even after 100 years

“snow was falling, so much like stars filling the dark trees

that one could easily imagine its reason for being was nothing more than prettiness.”

-mary oliver

 

 

photo credit: historic detroit

 

spectacle.

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there is one spectacle grander than the sea,

that is the sky; 

there is one spectacle grander than the sky,

that is the interior of the soul.

-victor hugo

Arcadia Dunes, C.S. Mott Nature Preserve, on the shores of Lake Michigan, hiking Old Baldy Trail – October 2020

flowery language.

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today the water flowers spelled out their words in cursive writing

what do you think they were saying?

 

“can we speak in flowers? it will be easier for me to understand.”

-nayyirah waheed, Salt 

 

 

furstenberg park, ann arbor, michigan, usa –  june 2020

falling all around.

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 beautiful walk in the rain today

discovering

a newly made waterfall

spring flowers in the mud

brilliant green moss

growing on the trees

in the quiet woods.

 

 

“the rain is falling all around,

it falls on field and tree,

Ii rains on the umbrellas here,

and on the ships at sea.”

-robert louis stevenson, a child’s garden of verses