“The poetry of earth is never dead.” On the Grasshopper and Cricket,
Most people who know me know that I love being outside. I love to feel the sun warm on my face, the breeze muss my hair, and the air on my skin. My psyche needs to be in it every single day.
I also love to notice the changes in the weather; even during a humid heat wave, I like to detect the subtle temperature differences in the air from one morning to the next.
Nature surrounds us if we only just pay attention.
- Observe a robin doggedly digging for worms on dewy morning grass or rabbits grazing on some clover
- Enjoy the cool shade on a hot day under a mighty oak tree
- Watch a yellow swallowtail butterfly flit among purple coneflowers
- See flowers on a tree where there were just buds the day before or
- Find wild edible berries
Even in the heart of a big city, you can find and appreciate nature.
There are a lot of edible wild plants growing in and around the city. But to be safe, check out some of our foraging books at the library.
~Maria, who enjoys long meandering walks in the woods, along the lakeshore, and all over town
What a beautiful post. I love to be outside too and I love to follow the weather. After reading your words I will see all of this in a more poetic way. Love Kent’s little quote too. Thanks, you have enriched my day with your words.
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Thank you so much for your kind and thoughtful words! Many of the early 19th century writers evoked nature and the outdoors in their works; they inspire me often. Enjoy!
~Maria
Loved the pictures! I felt peaceful while reading your blog thanks for the thoughts.
ME
Thanks, Maria!
~Maria
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