Seasons Meeting ~

they touch

on the edge of the woods

sharing their color and light

summer and autumn moments

*  *  *

It is the summer's great last heat,
It is the fall's first chill: They meet.
Sarah Morgan Bryan Piatt

*  *  *

the equinox

here

Shadowed ~

"I beg you to keep me in this silence

 so that I may learn from it
the word of your peace
and the word of your mercy
and the word of your gentleness

 to the world: and that through me

 perhaps your word of peace

 may make itself heard
where it has not been possible

 for anyone to hear it for a long time."

Thomas Merton

*  *  *

the woods are silent

in January's deepest cold

only the shadows

 foretell

*  *  *

God is within her, she will not fall;

 God will help her at break of day.

from

 Psalm 46

  

 

Snowbound ~

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"The very fact of snow is

 such an amazement."

Roger Ebert

*  *  *

come into 

the gentle woods

and be amazed

*  *  *

What Do You See? ~

(a little click will help you see)
Faith sees a beautiful blossom in a bulb,

 a lovely garden in a seed,

 and a giant oak in an acorn.
William Arthur Ward

*  *  * 

and I suspect the  squirrel

 and the chipmunk

see dinner

Luke 17:6

Calligraphy of the Woods ~

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shadows write

the secrets of the woods

*  *  *

a year of snow

a year of plenty

French Proverb

Provision ~

"If your heart is straight with God,

 then every creature will be to you

 a mirror of life and a book of holy doctrine.

 No creature is so little or so mean

 as not to show forth and represent

 the goodness of God."

Thomas A’Kempis

*  *  *

A Winter Song ~

magic:

when the winter sun

dances with the shadows

and silence sings

*  *  *

magic: a quality that makes something

 seem removed from everyday life,

 esp. in a way that gives delight

definition from

New Oxford American Dictionary

 

Silence Fell ~

"Go to the winter woods:

 listen there, look, watch,

 and

 'the dead months'

 will give you a subtler secret

 than any you have yet found

 in the forest.”

Fiona Macleod

& * &

Fifteen inches of new snow

almost cover the

wheels leaning against

the tree trunks.

It's a wonder through the windows.

Afternoon Visit ~

 he came

 the largest of the bucks

so far

 this little one

watched attentively

two or three others

remained

 in the woods
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*  *  *

“You can't stay in your corner of the Forest

 waiting for others to

 come to you.

 You have to go to them sometimes.”

Winnie the Pooh

A.A. Milne

The Beckoning ~

It was a

new-to-me road

that beckoned,

calling my name softly.

 I am glad I heeded its call.

*  *  *

"The more side roads you stop to explore,

 the less likely that life will pass you by."

 Robert Brault

 

Pure In Heart ~

Blessed are the pure in heart

 for they shall see God.

Matthew 5:8

*  *  *

with Sandy

for a Saturday of quietness

The Big Picture ~

 for the days

when you'd like

to see

the big picture

 but only

portions show

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"It’s not what you look at that matters, it’s what you see."

Henry David Thoreau

: : :

Pileated Woodpecker

Quietly ~

God's first language

is

silence

everything else

is a

translation

Thomas Keating

What A Hoot! ~

Owl

by

X.J. Kennedy

the diet of the owl is not

for delicate digestions

he goes out

on a limb to hoot

 unanswerable questions

and just because

he winks like

men

 who utter sage

advice

 we think him

full of wisdom when

he's only full

of mice

~ ~ ~

this is a

Barred Owl

as

seen through

the living room window

In A Heartbeat ~

If we had a keen vision

of all that is ordinary

in human life,

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it would be like hearing the grass grow

or the squirrel's heartbeat,

and

we should die of that roar

which is the other side

of

silence.

George Eliot 

November's Song ~

Restfully listening,

I hear the guttural chuck, chuck chucking of the partridge

as they forage for food

where the woods meets the yard.

The chickadees sing their chick-a-dee deeing song

as they swoosh back and forth from feeder to tree,

burying seed in trunk crevices, sustenance for the winter storms.

The day dims various shades of browns and grays

as the sun disappears

behind an opaque sky blanket.

Wind takes on a low intermittent moan reminiscent of harder times.

The day mourns change, the sky leaden, as branches do a slow dance of anticipation.

The rain stutters briefly in a soft voice then fades.

My heart quiets

in the whispers of His song.

~ ~ ~

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A Path ~

"If you can find a path with no obstacles,

it probably doesn't lead anywhere."

Frank Howard Clark

~ ~ ~

May you be blessed

with

insight

as you walk

through your days

 

Just Wondering ~

who

is this arm-weary

lady

tugging reticent frost-bitten

plants

from

the ground

and

why doesn't she seek warmth

from

the autumn-chilled air

before the sun

disappears

he

wondered

as he braved a closer

look

at the crest of the hill

"it's you"

"you're the why"

her heart

quietly smiled
in reply

~ ~ ~

he thought it best

to return

to the others

at the edge of the woods

 ~ ~ ~

this is part of LL Barkat's

On, In and Around Mondays

please

feel free to join her

~ ~ ~

and it's all of you who visit

here

who make my heart smile as well

Blessing ~

How very much

we have

to be

thankful

for

Wisdom in the woods

If trees could talk ...

I suspect this one
would have
quite a lot to say

   

You will go out in joy and be led forth in peace; 

the mountains and hills will burst into song before you, 

and all the trees of the field 

will clap.

Isaiah 55:12