“The wonder is that we can see these trees and not wonder more.”- Emerson
A childhood mesmerized by the diverse shapes and colors of autumn leaves on trees arching overhead, shuffling through fallen carpets of gold and red on the sidewalk below 🍁 🍂 #BloomScrolling#Nature
"Space is the Twin Sister of Time. If we have open space then we have open time to breathe, to dream, to dare, to play, to pray to move freely, so freely, in a world our minds have forgotten but our bodies remember" -Terry Tempest Williams #BloomScrolling#Nature#SeasonalCycles
"At no other time, than autumn, does the earth let itself be inhaled in one smell, the ripe earth; bitter where it borders on taste, and more honey-sweet where you feel it touching the first sounds. Containing depth within itself, and darkness."- Rilke #BloomScrolling#Nature#Autumn
"October had tremendous possibility.The summer's oppressive heat was a distant memory, and the golden leaves promised a world full of beautiful adventures. They made me believe in miracles." - Sarah Guillory #BloomScrolling#Nature#Gingko#LabyrinthPath#October
Monday nite we had a storm close in on us in the desert. The winds went from about 5mph to about 45mph in about 20 minutes. Then we had the most amazing sunset, images coming later.
"Delicious autumn! My very soul is wedded to it, and if I were a bird I would fly about the earth seeking the successive autumns." ~ George Eliot #BloomScrolling#Nature#SeasonalCycles
The end of September’s Swan Song bringing longer dark nights offers the hopeful reminder … "Now is the time to listen within, tend our inner garden mindfully until new flowers, new blessings can blossom." - Hermann Hesse
David Whyte - The Sun “... I look out at everything growing so wild and faithfully beneath the sky and wonder why we are the one terrible part of creation privileged to refuse our flowering." Trictyrtis Hirta #BloomScrolling#PoeticNature #SeasonalCycles
like a lover so long missed... I give in to autumn's shivering touch daylight and nighttime in a slow dance tomorrow one will lead… #BloomScrolling#Equinox#SeasonalCycles#Nature
“Today, my hope is vertical. Tomorrow it will be horizontal. The next day, cloudy. My hope is like a Greek myth: exchanging skin for bark, bark for scales, scales for the hollow bones of a bird. In these ways my hope attempts to escape its fate.” - Jane Hirshfield
"When you understand that every forest is having a conversation, every garden is singing beneath the soil, and every puddle contains a universe, you're remembering what concrete made you forget."
Paved Paradise and Put Up a Parking Lot #BloomScrolling#Nature
“For myself, I was just passing by when the wind flared and the blossoms rustled and their glittering pandemonium leaned on me” - Mary Oliver #BloomScrolling#Nature
