nature
Gratefully Indebted
More and more, I am paying ever greater attention to our natural world. I feel both sadness and elation as I breathe through my days ... sadness at realizing how much of my time is consumed by a world that is so tragically removed from the natural world with its great to-do lists and endless deadlines and all the consequences of that disconnection, and elation at how much beauty and mystery there is to behold when I take the time to head into the wild or discipline myself to notice when, for
Really Seeing Trees
I’ve ordered my Americano. The radio is on the music of the 70s station and so I will be quietly reminded of the tonal quality of my teen years. “You’ve got to hide your love away …” The Beatles were big back then. I sit down, get comfortable … and I watch. Small tables with two or more people gathered ‘round … deep in conversation. Students surfing the web or posting on Facebook while another is absorbed in the latest fiction. Two senior men with newspapers spread wide open between their hands, absorbing all that a comparatively
