Nature

Connect with nature

We've all heard the expression to "stop and smell the roses". It really only takes a moment to look around us and breathe in the beauty of nature. It may be a flower, the snow, cloud formations and crystal blue of the sky. Take a moment out of each day to appreciate the gift of this great planet we live on.

It is so easy to get focused on where we are going, what's next. But that moment of taking in nature, reconnects us to the present moment and the ability to remember our connectedness.

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Rain Welcomes the Fall

a rainstorm
quenches the thirst
of the parched land
the change in the air
is palpable
a relaxing
sigh of relief
all seems quieter
cool misty mornings
afternoons warmed
by the sun
calling for one
to bask in the caress
rather than hide
crisp, chilly evenings
yesterday
the equinox
and its official
fall is here

Spring waiting

Spring apple blossomsWrite.
Whatever comes to mind -
birds singing
rain falling
puddles getting ever deeper
springtime
fresh green leaves
new clothing for trees
blossoms bursting forth
spring is in the air
rain, rain, rain
so much rain
It's all part of the
experience right now.
My body aches
from yesterday's projects.

Spring

A spring from the ground in the springMovement
waking and stretching
as if from a long nap
spring is here
the air feels different
the birds
oh my goodness, the birds
singing their sweet songs
pulling forth life
from within my being
hello spring
Going for a walk
looking for a spring pic
came upon a spring

Bright days

Bright days
Rainy days
But not gray days

I love bright, sunny days
when the sun shines
and the air is heavy with expectation
of the growth all around us
and I can feel life unfurling
and feel the possibilities.

I love rainy days
when the sun is hidden
behind sodden clouds
when the world is being washed clean
the plants are getting a drink
and the birds flit here and there
sometimes playing,
sometimes hiding out
under an overhanging branch.

Gardening's Worth

I sit on the edge of a garden bed
after a long day of laboring.
The sun and clouds are still overhead
and the wind rages around me.

The giant firs wave back and forth
seeming to sigh so loudly.
And chimes set around the yard
deliver their song so proudly.

The wind quietly caresses my cheeks
and I deeply breath in its solace.
In spite of the constant motion of nature
the world around me seems flawless.

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