nature

The Hawk and Friends

The hawk doesn’t have a deed

to the land he flies over

but it’s his as much as

any other resident inhabiting

his air space.

Soar as he might, no one

bothers him–save an

errant crow occasionally.

He pumps his wings a

few easy times and

then glides in joyous

purview of the land below.

All of the animals are free

and pay no rent for where

they live.

Somehow humans got

off on the wrong foot

in that area.

Cineraria, and Ranunchulus flowers. Al's Nursery, Oregon

Cineraria, and Ranunchulus flowers. Al’s Nursery, Oregon

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

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Wind-The sky was higher

The sky was higher today

than yesterday.

The clouds lounged in

7th heaven.

The wind blew most of

them away

only those higher up

escaped.

The sun won’t be blown

off track any time

soon.

Many limbs took the

hit scattered over

the landscape like

crooked toothpicks.

The waters were ruffled

I think confusing the white

egret as to where his

next meal was

coming from.

They never seem

to go hungry.

The waters eventually

calm.

 

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Wanderlust

I just want to wander

here and there

wherever I feel

for an hour–

not on the freeway

at rush hour

but somewhere in nature

that I can feel relaxed

enough to sense my

gut feelings and try

to ‘hear’, be aware of

them, telling me or

giving me ideas

of where to go next,

what to do & see what

happens.

Such non-directive

living might seem

an exercise in futility

but I think, contrarily,

it will get us in touch

with a creative part of

ourselves that we are

constantly suppressing

by our judgemental, critical,

negative thinking.

Wood Duck in pond at Crystal Springs Rhododendron Gardens. Oregon

Wood Duck in pond at Crystal Springs Rhododendron Gardens. Oregon

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Adversity: Keep Going

Adversity keeps us tuned up

for easy roads

smooth sailing.

No blockages–

fallen trees

branches piled high

as a tree on the trail

dogs who want your

soul as well as your

flesh, but their owners

protest, no, they won’t hurt

you”.  Oh, OOOkaay…right.

I’ll wait.  You chain ’em up.

Two hands.  5 dogs coming

at me all at once.

Fields of grass hiding

‘deadly’ thorny features

you don’t want to

mess with.

Well, if you get

through all that

and onto the blockage

free path, finally,

you can enjoy an

easy road/path

home the rest of the

way.

 

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Winter

Winter doesn’t seem bleak to me.

I know it isn’t as colorful

or warm as other times of

the year–or even sunny.

It is just there in all its

stillness

standing guard over

the season-

a castle with many

guards, at peace in itself,

still, somber, composure.

It waits patiently

for things to start

happening–I wish

I had that kind of

patience!–more

visitors, ‘showing

off’ for them

and bearing

the fruits of inactivity

in the more dormant

times.

Snow covered trees with sunrise. Oregon Cascades

Snow covered trees with sunrise. Oregon Cascades

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Color me…

Flowers bloom…

they’re waiting their turn

to pop forth

& be

what they weren’t

before, underground.

Flowers have no purpose

other than to exist

for all to admire.

To attract bees & other

crawly creatures you

may find in their

blossoms.

They’re innocent.

They just are for

a while and then

move on–sort of

like leaves–they’re

time travelers in

the shortest amount

of time available

to return–whatever

genetic code dictates.

Bougainvillea along rock wall. Hawaii Island.

Bougainvillea along rock wall. Hawaii Island.

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Silent Nature

The rain quieted the workers

hammering on the roofs of the

condos across the river.

Quieted the boats, save one

who takes his yacht out

rain or shine alone on

the water sending rolling

gentle waves over the

glassy surface to lap

the shore.

The birds are there, you

just have to look for

them.

One quiet biker passed

me on the trail.

Puddles from the

night before were

small and passable.

Tracks of people this

day were telltale

fresh.

The crows wouldn’t

miss a day of doing

what they do and

then returning over

head about the time

of my walk towards

evening.

Close up of cyclamen.

Close up of cyclamen.

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Out and Free

Yes, winter still has its claws

in us.

Yet it is in innumerable ways

better off out in the elements than

staying in.

If all you can do is walk–

you learned it at 2? years old–

do that.

See the sky, the trees, water,

boats, crows.  None of them

are inside.

Sometimes I think only

some of the birds like to be

out on a cold, bleak day.

I don’t know where the

rest of them go, that are

here when the sun is

generous and the air warms.

People even hole up.

Well, so much for them.

They only lose what an

investment in their

peace of mind would

bring.

 

Wood Duck in pond at Crystal Springs Rhododendron Gardens. Oregon

Wood Duck in pond at Crystal Springs Rhododendron Gardens. Oregon

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The Little Bird

The little bird

hopping from branch to branch

appearing happy & carefree

as little birds can.

Showed me its little bird

brain didn’t keep it from

living a joy-filled life

as it all appeared.

It had energy, enthusiasm

curiosity to explore

for seeds & food.

Nature gave it that instinct.

It only knew to be,

to enjoy, watch

out for cats & even

to hang out with

other little birds–

like a hundred of

them on a line

wing to wing

not one space

between them

to squeeze

in another.

Footprints in the sand. Maui, Hawaii

Footprints in the sand. Maui, Hawaii

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Going to Work

Staying home

has its plusses.

You get to ‘rest’ a lot

compared to a day at work.

But guess what?

I never thought I’d yearn

for a day of work.

As much as I like walking

in nature,

a day at home

seems rather empty

and unfulfilling in a way.

But just like sleep, we need it

apparently–at least I do–

or the rest of life is not very

rewarding–as much of it

as you can see with your

eyelids half-open and

brain on ‘conserve resources’

a kind of screen-saver

consciousness, without

adequate sleep.

So tomorrow I will try to

make sense of the day

trying to draw out the

wisdom of young ones

who will help me see my way.

Northern Anchovy (Engraulis anchovy). Oregon Coast Aquarium. Newport, Oregon.

Northern Anchovy (Engraulis anchovy). Oregon Coast Aquarium. Newport, Oregon.

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

 

 

 

 

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