April 2, 2020
Here are a few moments of meditation from our neighborhood.
One of two Mallard pairs in the ponds next to Colonial Drive. Doing their Spring thing.
I know this is repeating what I have told you before but this is always a good one. This is one of my favorite poems for times like these:
The Peace of Wild Things by Poet Wendell Berry
When despair for the world grows in me and I wake in the night at the slightest sound, in fear of what my life and my children’s life may be.
I go and lie down where the wood drake rests in his beauty on the water, and the great heron feeds.
I come into the peace of wild things who do not tax their lives with forethought of grief.
I come into the presence of still water. And I feel above me the day-blind stars waiting with their light.
For a time I rest in the grace of the world. And am free.
I have named this photo “Going with the Flow”. I hope you too can get out in our neighborhood and enjoy your “moments of meditation” through the beauty of nature this week.
Beautiful, Cindy. Thank you
Thank you Cindy for an upbeat, positive outlook on life. It certainly radiates from you my friend. It’s much better reading, and/or hearing something that has a sense of peace. It does help relieve some of the anxiety.
Blessings my friend and to Mr. Blogger as well.
Thanks for the great nature photos!
I agree about the calm of the ponds.
Thank you Cindy for sharing
Lovely, serene pictures.
The Wellons on Faulkner have decorated their Grey Heron and worth a picture!
God’s creation never fails to feed my soul. Thank you for capturing it for us.