Wednesday, August 6, 2014

I am in constant wonderment at the silence and calm that has sifted down upon my days, so huge a contrast to the many years prior. Decades. And in this slowing down, I find much to take in, so much more than ever, which often seems impossible, in that I've always felt a limitless reservoir within, an infinite capacity to take it all in. (So much that I've often had to turn away, tune it out.)

Just yesterday evening, grumbling because I had to drive to the bank after a very long day to deposit my paycheck, I was struck speechless by the canopy of trees beneath which I traveled. Had these trees grown considerably since I last noticed them? Was the light different? Why was I just now dropping my jaw in awe at a landscape I've traveled through hundreds — possibly thousands — of times?

Honestly, I nearly wept.
I thought, I live in paradise.

And I can't seem to get enough of it.
Nor can I get enough of these, snipped
from a neighbor's yard. What are they?


  1. Beautiful photos, as usual.

    Catching up after days of no online access from home!

    Love, C.

  2. Hi, I like the line "honestly I nearly wept". I like your post about travelling in Europe in '77 and how it was to define things for the rest of your life. I can see that and I did that too in '71 and it does. I "picked you up" on Cro's blog list and clicked over. R

  3. they are beautiful, as is your rendition of them, but I haven't a clue as to their name.
    your post is a wonder...the slowing down of time and mind, the exquisite observations of the everyday. Lovely. It send chills down my spine.

  4. Himalayan Honeysuckle or Pheasant Berry bush. The one in my garden is 8 feet tall, deciduous, hollow stems. Edible berries that taste a bit like burnt caramel. xoxo