Showing posts with label Flowers. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Flowers. Show all posts

Friday, July 29, 2016

MORNING WALKS, TIMELESS WISDOM

Never say there is nothing beautiful 
in the world anymore.  There is always something
to make you wonder in the shape of a tree, the trembling of a leaf.

Albert Schweitzer

I took another walk this morning through the 300-acre South Carolina Botanical Garden, which, to my good fortune, is located less than half an hour from my house. As I had done in recent days, I took my camera and was primarily focused on capturing images of some of the butterflies that are abundant in this area this during July and August.  As I finished taking photos of the butterflies and began returning to my car, I turned around and saw these wonderful green, oval leaves that were backlit by the sun.  It was a truly magical moment, one of those luminous moments in which time seems to be literally suspended.  After a few minutes of absorbing what I was seeing, I shot the header photo, which turned out to be my favorite image of the day. 

Here are some of the other images I've taken in recent days — mostly butterflies and moths, but also a few flowers along the way.  I've also added some insightful words from others who, like me, find nature to be a perennial source of beauty, contentment, and joy. 


I only ask to be free.
The butterflies are free.
Mankind will surely not deny to Harold Skimpole
what it concedes to the butterflies.

Charles Dickens
Bleak House



Happiness is like a butterfly:
the more you chase it, the more it will elude you,
but if you turn your attention to other things, 
it will come and sit softly on your shoulder.

Henry David Thoreau



It seems to me that the natural world
is the greatest source of excitement; 
the greatest source of visual beauty;
the greatest source of intellectual interest.
It is the greatest source
 of so much in life that makes life worth living.

David Attenborough



Deep in their roots, 
all flowers keep the light.

Theodore Roethke



Butterflies are self propelled flowers.

R.H. Heinlein



My soul can find no staircase to Heaven
unless it be through Earth's loveliness.

Michelangelo



I embrace emerging experience.
I participate in discovery.
I am a butterfly.
I am not a butterfly collector.
I want the experience of the butterfly.

William Stafford



The temple bell stops
but I still hear the sound
coming out of the flowers.

Basho



I dreamed I was a butterfly,
flitting around in the sky;
then I awoke.  
Now I wonder:
Am I a man who dreamt of being a butterfly,
or am I a butterfly dreaming that I am a man?

Chuang Tzu



When you take a flower in your hand
and really look at it, it's your world for the moment.
I want to give that world to someone else.
Most people in the city rush around so,
they have no time to look at a flower.
I want them to see it whether they want to or not.

Georgia O'Keefe



If we surrendered
to earth's intelligence
we would rise up rooted, like trees.

Rilke



The earth laughs in flowers.

Emerson



It is written on the arched sky;
it looks out from every star.
It is the poetry of Nature;
it is that which uplifts the spirit within us.

John Ruskin




Nature is not a place to visit.
It is home.

Gary Snyder




I go to nature to be soothed,
and healed,
and to have my senses put in order.

John Burroughs



The butterfly counts not
months but moments,
and has time enough.

Rabindranath Tagore



Nature never deceives us;
it is we who deceive ourselves.

Jean-Jacque Rousseau




There is pleasure in the pathless woods, 
There is rapture on the lonely shore,
There is society, where none intrudes, 
By the deep sea, and music in its roar:
I love not Man the less, but Nature more.

Lord Byron

Monday, April 26, 2010

QUIET THOUGHTS, QUIET BEAUTY


Sitting here at home today, listening to Chris Botti's amazing trumpet, his mood-altering rendition of Caruso, I am drawn to quiet thoughts of quiet beauty. Here is a sampling of the beauty that I find in or near my little corner of the world -- accompanied by the moving words of some who have also found inspiration in the natural world.

              Flowers at the Local Farmers Market

"Flowers seem intended for the solace of ordinary humanity"
                                                                                                      
 John Ruskin

     Great Egret at Blackwater National Wildlife Refuge

"You can know the name of a bird in all the languages of the world, but when you're finished, you'll know absolutely nothing whatever about the bird . . . So let's look at the bird and see what it's doing -- that's what counts.  I learned very early the difference between knowing the name of something and knowing something."
                                                                                                     
 Richard P. Feynman

Sunrise at Chincoteague National Wildlife Refuge

"The grand show is eternal.  It is always sunrise somewhere; the dew is never dried at once; a shower is forever falling; vapor is ever rising.  Eternal sunrise, eternal dawn and gloaming, on sea and continents and islands, each in its turn, as the round earth rolls."
                                                                                                         
John Muir

     Blue Heron, Blackwater National Wildlife Refuge


"When despair for the world grows in me and I wake in the night at the least sound in fear of what my life and my children's lives 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 or 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 I am free."
                                                                                                      
Wendell Berry



              Tulips


       "Guarded within the old red wall's embrace,
      Marshalled like soldiers in gay company,
    The tulips stand arrayed.  Here infantry
Wheels out into the sunlight."

             Amy Lowell
            A Tulip Garden

Looking at these images again, I am overwhelmed by the ineffable beauty of the world around us -- its diversity, its myriad colors, its constant ebb and flow, its stirring  call to the human spirit -- and I am grateful for the the poets and other writers who have always called upon us to pay attention and be present with nature.