Milkweed seeds: A sign of hope for renewal in this season of endings. Where will the wind carry them?
Even when a flower isn’t the prettiest, the butterfly finds nourishment there. Another lesson from Mother Nature.
It’s hard not to feel a bit sad when the leaves start falling, foreshadowing the loss of beauty and warmth. I know there’s always hope for brighter times to come. But for now, mourning the beauty that’s lost seems fitting.
There are always paths to choose, even when out on a simple hike. Which way should I go? Which option is the better one? When hiking or in life, the choices are not always crystal clear.
Enjoy and appreciate beauty while you can, for it may soon be gone. Feeling a little introspective today…
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The local public schools started this week and the sun is setting earlier and earlier each day. I think I’m starting to mourn the end of summer.
Back in June, a severe storm knocked down many trees in Madison. Watching the sun go down In Tenney Park the other night, I was reminded that I still miss a casualty of that storm — the tree that arched over the water in this very spot, which made for some nice photo opportunities. Previously:
Taking the time to watch a beautiful sunset evolve is nourishment for your soul — especially when you’re on vacation. Trout Lake, near Boulder Junction. July 25, 2022.
I visited one of my favorite trees the other day. This majestic white willow at Cherokee Marsh has to be at least 150 years old. Older living things have much wisdom. Are we smart enough to “listen” to what they’re telling us?
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When dark clouds are overhead, look for the rays of sunshine. The sun is shining somewhere, even if you don’t see it.