• fog,  landscape,  Plants,  quotes,  snow,  trees

    Look with open eyes

    “Zen is less the study of doctrine than a set of tools for discovering what can be known when the world is looked at with open eyes.”

    Jane Hirshfield, The Heart of Haiku

    I was surprised to see the dusting of snow and fog this morning. So I took the long-cut to the coffee shop via Stuart Street to visit the cottonwood tree at the Fisher Nature Area Trail. If you look closely you will see a red tailed hawk in the top of the cottonwood. Fog has burned off as blue sky and sunshine make their appearance. Have a wonderful Saturday and look with open eyes!

  • gratitude,  natural areas,  quotes,  Reservoir Ridge Natural Area

    Grateful Eyes

    Rabbitbrush from yesterday afternoon’s walk at Reservoir Ridge Natural Area

    The practice of looking at the world through grateful eyes and with a grateful heart is an exquisite end in itself.

    Kristi Nelson

    A rather lovely day until late this afternoon when clouds moved in and the wind picked up. It is 52 degrees but it looks like 32 degrees. It’s been a quiet day filled with writing and journaling. Eating leftover soup and chocolates. Not at the same time!!!

  • clouds,  landscape,  quotes,  sunsets

    Sunbeams

    “Our role in life is to bring the light of our own souls to the dim places around us.”

    Joan Chittister

    I have met people who shine outward. It can be seen in their eyes, smile and body language. I have witnessed the robins also shine brightly as they sing from a perch nearby. I have witnessed the sun peeking through clouds bringing sunbeams that brighten our souls. Oh, that I also may bring a light to the dim places around me.

  • animals

    Sunbathing

    Willow

    I was doing somethings on my laptop in the lounging chair and happened to look down to see Willow basking in the morning sun. You know a cat sure has a tough life. 🙂

  • quotes

    New Eyes

    Seeing with new eyes
    Seeing with new eyes

    “The real voyage of discovery consists not in seeking new landscapes but having new eyes.” Marcel Proust