A Monday meander: Janes Island

Crown shyness.

But we shouldn’t be concerned about trees purely for material reasons, we should also care about them because of the little puzzles and wonders they present us with. Under the canopy of the trees, daily dramas and moving love stories are played out. Here is the last remaining piece of Nature, right on our doorstep, where adventures are to be experienced and secrets discovered. And who knows, perhaps one day the language of trees will eventually be deciphered, giving us the raw material for further amazing stories. Until then, when you take your next walk in the forest, give free rein to your imagination-in many cases, what you imagine is not so far removed from reality, after all!

~ Peter Wohlleben, The Hidden Life of Trees

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Walktober 2018

Flipping the reflection. (Reflections on the pond at Pocomoke River State Park.)

The walks are the unobtrusive connecting thread of other memories, and yet each walk is a little drama in itself, with a definite plot with episodes and catastrophes … and it is naturally interwoven with all the thoughts, the friendships, and the interests that form the staple of ordinary life.

~ Leslie Stephen

A ramble around the pond at Pocomoke River State Park

Reflections of autumn. (The pond at Pocomoke River State Park yesterday.)

If you catch a fragrance of the unseen,
like that, you will not be able
to be contained.
You will be out in empty sky.

Any beauty the world has, any desire,
will easily be yours.

As you live deeper in the heart,
the mirror gets clearer and cleaner.

~ Rumi, excerpted from Out in the Empty Sky

A walk in the woods

A late September day.

When no one is watching Mother Earth, and most of the time no one is, she sings softly to herself.

~ Sharon Weil, Donny and Ursula Save the World

A walk on the B&O Trail

On the Richland B&O Trail near Bellville, Ohio.

Life is playfulness, fun, because the whole existence is a tremendous circus. It is all fun–all the colors of the flowers, so many beautiful animals, birds, clouds, and for no purpose; they don’t serve any purpose. There is no goal to life. Life is a play unto itself. It is sheer abundance of energy, overflowing energy – existence goes on expanding.

~Osho

The universe is wider than our views of it.

~Henry David Thoreau

Inspiring film

Somewhere near Stowe, Vermont. (June 2017)

When you do things from your soul, you feel a river moving in you, a joy.

~Rumi

I learned…that inspiration does not come like a bolt, nor is it kinetic, energetic, striving, but it comes to us slowly and quietly and all the time, though we must regularly and every day give it a little chance to start flowing, prime it with a little solitude and idleness.

~Brenda Ueland

Written

In the sand today.

The picture alone, without the written word, leaves half the story untold.

~ James Lafferty

This post is in response to Susannah Conway’s April Love 2018 prompt for today:  Written.  Quick post today.  M and I have been out hiking and enjoying this beautiful Sunday.  I hope your Sunday is/was beautiful, too.

New Brunswick, Canada. (June 2012)

A few of the 10,000 reasons to be happy:  635)  A hike in the woods.  636)  Perfect hiking weather (cool, breezy, and sunny).  637)  Fields of purple flowers.  638)  Seeing two Bald Eagles on our way home.  639)  Sitting by the Pocomoke River.  640)  Lunch at our new favorite Chinese restaurant.  (Our old favorite is closed.  The couple who owned it — she was the waitstaff and he was the chef — decided to retire.)