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Category Archives: Nature
SNOW
Yes, snow. Stark and simple word for the white wilderness that circumscribes our lives here in the Northeast US. I can’t find adequate words to do justice to it. Maybe photos can convey some of our winter: Our patio at the beginning of December … Continue reading
Winter Closet
Thanksgiving arrived along with the first winter storm of the season here in the Northeast United States. Biting cold, snow, wind — please, Mother Nature, I’m not ready yet! The older I get, the less ready I am for the … Continue reading
THIS MORNING —
“Early to bed and early to rise Makes people healthy and wealthy and wise.” That’s the folk wisdom, anyway. I kept thinking about “Late to bed and late to rise…” but couldn’t come up with anything at all, let alone anything inspiring. … Continue reading
AUTUMN LEAVES
It’s late October. We’re past the blue and gold, and into the fallen, fading autumn leaves of ocher, beige, dull red and brown. They’re EVERYWHERE! On the patio: Sitting on the chairs: It’s clearly time to wrap up outdoor living for the winter, … Continue reading
Posted in Autumn, Loneliness, Memory, Music, Nature, Pioneer Valley, winter
Tagged Autumn, Music, Nat King Cole, Winter
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After the Deluge
October being what it is, autumn in New England, we have mild days and cold, gold and gray. We also have not infrequent deluges, and yesterday was one of those. The rain approached Biblical proportions. Worcester, not so far from us, … Continue reading
King Midas in Northampton
One day the big twin-trunked tree in the back yard was covered with bright green leaves. Then the very next day when I awoke, or so it it seemed, King Midas had come by in the night and touched it, … Continue reading
Posted in Autumn, Color, Nature, Touch
Tagged Autumn, Blessings, Curses, King Midas, Midas Touch, Myth, October, The Greeks
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A New Strain: “Last Gasp” Morning Glories!
When my gardening neighbor planted the vines on the other side of the trellis shared by our patios, I was delighted. The quickly climbing green leaves made no distinction between thine and mine. They clambered through the lattice to my side as … Continue reading
Posted in Autumn, Buddha, Challenge, Color, Flowers, Nature, Pioneer Valley
Tagged Expectations, Flowers, Gardens, Morning glories, New England
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TODAY’S PORTRAIT: violet
In contrast to cheery Johnny Jump-ups and bold-faced pansies, there’s an introverted branch of the Violaceae family. Violets, true violets, are modest and demure. They shelter underneath their heart-shaped leaves, and even great masses of them never seem to call attention to themselves. Unless … Continue reading
Posted in Art, Life and Death, Mindfulness, Nature, Personal Essay, Poetry, Quotes, Wisdom
Tagged Beauty, Death, Elegies, Flowers, Modesty, Poetry, Violets, Wordsworth
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TODAY’S PORTRAIT: COLUMBINE
Here she is, in all her coltish, awkward, long-legged innocence and beauty, young Aquilegia Chrysanthra, better known to us as COLUMBINE: What she calls to mind for me are those enchanting creatures found in the title of Marcel Proust’s second volume, A … Continue reading
Welcome Dandelions, Welcome Spring!
Spring Just as we lose hope she ambles in, a late guest dragging her hem of wildflowers, her torn veil of mist, of light rain, blowing her dandelion breath in our ears; and we forgive her, turning from chilly … Continue reading
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