All the news
Posted: August 17, 2012 Filed under: 365 Yoga Challenge, Air, Blog awards, Critters, Earth, Fire, home, Just Five Things, Letting Go, life, nature, Photography, pond, Quotes, Spirit, Summer, Walking, water, weather | Tags: butterfly, car, fog, insects, Insurance, MaidinSun Photography, nature, Outdoors, Photography, pond, rain, Robert Fulghum, Summer, Tom Waits, water, weather 50 Comments
Hitching post, standing stone, and stairs in the fog
The large print giveth, but the small print taketh away.
~ Tom Waits, Small Change
It’s been interesting times. I brought some of the fog photos from Wednesday morning to show you while I tell you all about it. Well, maybe not all about it. Some about it. I don’t think anybody wants to hear (read) all.
Spots of time
Posted: August 8, 2012 Filed under: 365 Yoga Challenge, Adventures in Life, Critters, Earth, Fire, goals, health, home, life, nature, Photography, Quotes, Spirit, Summer, Walking, water, weather, yoga | Tags: birds, clouds, dog, flowers, goldenrod, Joe Pye Weed, meditation, nature, Outdoors, Photography, pond, rain, reflections, Summer, sunrise, sunset, trees, water, weather, wildflowers, William Wordsworth 46 Comments
Rainy day
There are in our existence spots of time,
That with distinct pre-eminence retain
A renovating virtue…
That penetrates, enables us to mount,
When high more high, and lifts us up when fallen.~ William Wordsworth
Peaceful morning in the meadows
Posted: August 1, 2012 Filed under: 365 Yoga Challenge, Air, Critters, Digital Art, Earth, Fire, home, life, nature, Photography, pond, Spirit, Summer, Walking, wandering, water, weather | Tags: Albert Hofmann, clouds, flowers, George Gissing, Meadow, nature, Outdoors, Photography, pond, quotes, reflections, Rumi, Tiger Swallowtail, water, weather, wildflowers 42 Comments
Every tree and plant in the meadow seemed to be dancing
those which average eyes would see as fixed and still.~ Jalal ad-Din Rumi
The Bogs Gone Wild
Posted: June 17, 2012 Filed under: 365 Yoga Challenge, Adventures in Life, Critters, Earth, garden, gardening, goals, home, life, nature, Photography, pond, Spirit, Spring, travel, Walking, wandering, water, weather | Tags: birds, clouds, Father's Day, flowers, garden, Lupinus, nature, Outdoors, Photography, pond, rain, spring, trees, water, weather 26 Comments
Gazing into the meadow
Happy Father’s Day to all you dads out there! I hope it has been a good one for you.
Sunday scramble
Posted: May 27, 2012 Filed under: 365 Life in the Bogs Challenge, Adventures in art, Adventures in Life, Earth, family, Fire, friends, home, Letting Go, life, nature, Photography, Spirit, Spring, Walking, wandering, water, weather 36 Comments
And so with the sunshine and the great bursts of leaves growing on the trees, just as things grow in fast movies, I had that familiar conviction that life was beginning over again with the summer.
~ F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby
Deep in the forest
Posted: May 18, 2012 Filed under: 365 Yoga Challenge, Digital Art, Earth, Fire, home, life, nature, Photography, pond, Spirit, Spring, Walking, water, weather | Tags: flowers, forest, Green Man, nature, Outdoors, Photography, pond, spring, trees, woods 61 Comments
The grass is growing at the entrance to the woods. Usually it’s a muddy trail with a few plants growing here and there. Can you see the trail? At the bottom, in the middle, where the grasses form an arch.
I keep laughing at the title for my post. In and of itself, it’s not particularly funny. But if you were to take a walk in our part of the forest, you’d laugh, too.
Stop
Posted: May 8, 2012 Filed under: 365 Yoga Challenge, Earth, goals, health, home, Letting Go, life, Madison, nature, Photography, Quotes, Spirit, Spring, Walking | Tags: flowers, garden, nature, Photography, quotes, spring 29 Comments
We spend most of our time in a kind of horizontal thinking. We move along the surface of things going from one quick base to another, often with a frenzy that wears us out. We collect data, things, people, ideas, ‘profound experiences,’ never penetrating any of them…But there are other times. There are times when we stop. We sit still. We lose ourselves in a pile of leaves or its memory. We listen and breezes from a whole other world begin to whisper.
~ James Carroll
Looking at this photo of Miss Maddy early this morning, I was reminded to stop and smell the flowers. I hope you’ve had some time today to do the same, literally or figuratively. Either way works. 🙂
Life in the Bogs 