Archive of ‘Nature’ category

Mountains, mountains, freedom and mountains

Something that makes me smile is memories of the road trip that D and I took out west a few years ago. Hmmm, probably more like 5 years ago. Not really a “few”. We flew out to Salt Lake City, Utah and rented a car and cruised from there. We explored Utah a bit (not as much as we would have liked but we’re saving it for another trip), and headed to Yellowstone and then on up to Montana to visit family and to thoroughly and completely and passionately enjoy Glacier National Park. We didn’t have enough time there. Didn’t explore enough, but what we did explore I can confidently say we both fell in love with. I’ve been longing to go back. The mountains there are so majestic and there’s a more primitive feel there than there is in, for instance, Yellowstone (which we also did love!). This photo is actually not from Glacier or Yellowstone but it is from that trip. From the Tetons, which we didn’t get to explore nearly enough. It was more of a quick drive-by; an afterthought. But thoughts of that trip and this photo make me smile.

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Sidenote:  We need to go back because I borrowed my mom’s camera on this trip and took some amazing photos. NOT in high resolution! Ahhhhhh. Sadness.

Autumn sweeps

I always think that summer is my favorite season. And I guess, in many ways it is (skirts, bare feet, sunshine, long days, short nights, open windows, flowers, freedom). But in the past few years I’ve come to love and appreciate autumn more and more. I think it’s in the light. Everything looks magically lit in autumn, even on the rainy days. It’s the warm glow and the colorful leaves. And, it’s not only the lighting. It’s crunching leaves and boots and wool sweaters and crisp air that feels great when you breathe it in in giant sips. It’s bonfires (though this year we’ve been so extremely busy that camping is just a dream) and hayrides, apple pie, AND it’s my favorite holiday, Thanksgiving. Indira and I just took a nice little walk in the woods and she loved the movement of the leaves and the sounds of wind on the crisp branches. I think she also liked the colors, but her nose got too cold so we made it short. Cheers to autumn!

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Aaaaand, coming next: freezing cold weather brrrrr, snow (and lots of it – poconos!), hibernating bear, mittens, hot cocoa and Christmas trees, but I am totally getting ahead of myself.

Beauty

I read this poem by Mary Oliver on Honey at the Table and I just had to post it here. It’s beautiful. (She happens to have some beautifully appropriate photos posted with it). Thanks for the inspiration! I think I need to pick up a book of Mary Oliver’s poems…

You do not have to be good.
You do not have to walk on your knees
for a hundred miles through the desert repenting.
You only have to let the soft animal of your body
love what it loves.

Tell me about despair, yours, and I will tell you mine.
Meanwhile the world goes on.
Meanwhile the sun and the clear pebbles of the rain
are moving across the landscapes,
over the prairies and the deep trees,
the mountains and the rivers.
Meanwhile the wild geese, high in the clean blue air,
are heading home again.

Whoever you are, no matter how lonely,
the world offers itself to your imagination,
calls to you like the wild geese, harsh and exciting –
over and over announcing your place
in the family of things.

~ Mary Oliver

Trees

This just makes me smile…a big, old (over 1,500 years old!) and tall tree. A tree like that seems like it’s filled wisdom that we can’t access due to the species thing…

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Michael Nichols/National Geographic

Get the details and see more photos on NPR.

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.  They go wandering forth in all directions with every wind, going and coming like ourselves, traveling with us around the sun two million miles a day, and through space heaven knows how fast and far!  ~John Muir