nature

Moon/Sun Walk

The sun played peek-a-boo

with the moon today.

Borrowed some glasses and

saw it first hand.

I walked.  I saw a rabbit.

Haven’t seen any this year

where I walk.  They’re all hanging

out at the new veggie garden the

farmers are growing.  Don’t

blame them.  Pretty slim pickings

other years I would imagine–

dry dusty fields and whatever

they could find.  It was a little

rabbit–almost tame.  The

younger ones let you come

nearer.

The white egret I spotted flew

off as soon as I came into view–

at least 50 yards off.  Very

skittish.

I walked in the eclipse.

Dim outside, bright inside.

 

 

 

 

 

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Fresh!

My body loves to be fed

good tasting, local, fresh

food.  Fruits and vegetables

only hours out of the ground

or off the tree or bush.

I like to support the farmers

with my love, my caring and

it goes both ways, person to person.

Even if I don’t buy from them

that week because I’m already

stocked up, I send my

appreciative love from the time

I last stocked my cupboards–

with their honey, essential oil,

tomatoes–whatever it is I’m

hungry for that week.

I’m hanging onto the

freshness as long–or as

short! as I can.

 

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Silent Walking

I celebrate the silence,

the solace of the woods

so graciously “being”

basking in the sun

welcoming my passage

through their humble

abode.

No need to straighten up

the place for my presence

they have nothing to

be ashamed of–their

house is in order, as is.

My mind dwells deep

within in such

silent distractions.

It can hear itself think.

And feel.

It  can receive

and wake up to

the creative wealth

wanting to sprout

and grow in the

sunlight, also.

It can even rest

without much

or any activity

at all.  It just

enjoys being

unpressured to be.

 

 

 

 

 

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Pondering Steps

I’m too tired to write.

No, you’re not.  Just write something.

It will be wonderful.

I love my long walks.  Alone.  And in

the woods–no other human around.

No one can see me.  I rarely encounter

another.

There, I can think.  Feel.  Reflect.

Project.  Plan–tentatively,

usually.

Only Nature is my distraction.  Or a

chance encounter with a friendly

soul I sometimes see.

Everyone else is sanely inside.

Locked in a/c homes.

Some homeless campers–no a/c

of course.  But they’re not walking

around in the 100+ degree heat.

I really reflect “hard” when

something’s on my mind.

I’m too tired to write, like I

said, but I wrote

something anyway.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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The Wind Blows

When the wind blows

you tell it to be quiet.

Little does the wind

know your need for

peace and silence.

Whoa! it says.  You–

little you–want me

to stop my uproar

for your pleasure &

preference?  Umm, yes.

You happy now?

Umm, yes.  Thank you.

Nature doesn’t always

cooperate to our every

whim.  Actually, it

rarely does.

We don’t think we can

control its fury & might.

We can & we do.

At any rate, you need to

speak up, make your

needs known and then

& only then, do you have any

chance of success.

The wind’s going to blow.

Make sure it doesn’t

disturb you.

Tell it to quiet down

when it’s too noisy.

See if it listens…

and complies.

Close up of three tulip flowers.

Close up of three tulip flowers.

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Walking Backwards

Walking backwards–the route–

not my body–produces awarenesses

you don’t as readily notice when

you trek your tried and true

favorite path.

They were all there before but

now you see & feel them in a new

light.

You may even test yourself by

trying to follow your

intuitive knowingness of

where & which way to go.

I got so far out that I

wasn’t sure the way back

would be all that enjoyable

if I was tired & pushing

to get home.  Which has

happened before when I get

greedy and go beyond what

my body & inner sense is

telling me.  I just love it

so much.  And some days

I’m feeling really great & that

enjoyment is all the more

magnified.

But today turned out fine.

And my inner knowingness

assured me it would give

me the energy to get back

with ease.  I love walking.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Sunset/Sunrise

The sky is blue except for

the wispy, pink tiger’s teeth

hanging down in the West.

It will soon be black and

dotting the heavens with a

sprinkling of light

flirting with the earth

winking in and out.

Sunrise holds a similar

fascination.

Dark to light, with little

announcement such a

gradual change occurs.

The gentleness of a dove

or the joy of a mockingbird

may usher in the day.

We missed whatever show

occurred above

while we napped to restore

our life ticket to the day.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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field friends

I love the doves.

I love the mockingbirds.

The hawks.

The ducks, the geese.

The quiet, swaying

in hawk-like circles,

swallows.

More wing beats, though.

The lazy turtles,

more shy than

other animals with

fast-get-away wings.

All the other unnamed

birds I don’t know the

names of.

It’s just part

of why I like to

walk in nature.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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In And Out

I like going out

and I like coming back.

Natural environments

are my habitat.

Just to visit, though.

For a short or longer time.

My civilized comforts

have almost spoiled

my “roughing it” outside

times.

But it more than makes up

for the loss of

all comfort that comes

often, with a steep

price if we do not over-

come inertia-created

isolation & solitude

inside.

Purple chrysanthemum with yellow center.

Purple chrysanthemum with yellow center.

Photography © Dennis Frates Photography  http://www.fratesphoto.com/

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Leave It Be

Nature calms your brain,

challenges your ingenuity

to survive physical

hardships.

She encourages.  Just

look up from your mind-

dominated mindset

and see the answers to

your dilemma.

Distracting you from

disaster which is likely

not to happen.

Gear down on the fear.

What you think will

or might happen

isn’t even close to

what normally

happens.

Projection of

“persecution” and

failure aren’t

really close to

materializing.

Yet, somehow you

want to choose (being)

the victim.

Helpless and un-

willing to move a

finger to better

things.  Nature

helps you reset

& reboot for a new

shot.

Ginko leaves with rain drops.

Ginko leaves with rain drops.

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