• gratitude,  landscape,  poems,  poetry,  sunrises,  writing/reading

    accept the gifts offered

    eerie sunrises the past few days as
    we continue to experience the smoke
    from the Canadian forest fires

    weather app said clear skies
    but what that really meant
    was we had no clouds

    from a nearby fence post
    a meadowlark sings benediction
    greeting the dawn of this new day

    from a place of prayer, hope
    and a heart of gratitude
    I accept the gifts offered

    ms

    Happy Birthday Sheree!!!

  • landscape,  natural areas,  Pineridge Natural Area,  quotes,  sunrises

    Sacred Manuscript

    There is One Holy Book, the sacred manuscript of nature, the only scripture which can enlighten the reader. . . . All scriptures before nature’s manuscript are as little pools of water before the ocean.

    Hazrat Inayat Khan, “There Is One Holy Book”

    This was taken yesterday morning at Pineridge Natural Area. You can see the smoke along the eastern horizon, looking dirty and ugly while blue sky above. Today the smoke is worse and there is no blue sky to be seen. We are unable to see the mountains in the west. The National Weather Service says the smoke is too high in the atmosphere to cause any respiratory concerns but it is visible. If you are interested here is a link to the Canadian Wildland Fire Information website. It is interactive and will show some interesting facts on the fires. The fires are the result of a heat wave pattern — described as an “omega block” by meteorologists. So, if we read nature’s manuscript correctly it is telling us that man’s impact on the climate is taking a toll. Just saying!

    Meeting my grandson, Daryian, today for lunch at Hooters. His idea and should be fun. I hear they serve food there, also.

  • landscape,  natural areas,  Pineridge Natural Area,  sunrises

    Our Skies

    “In a society in which nearly everybody is dominated by somebody else’s mind or by a disembodied mind, it becomes increasingly difficult to learn the truth about the activities of governments and corporations, about the quality or value of products, or about the health of one’s own place and economy.

    In such a society, also, our private economies will depend less and less upon the private ownership of real, usable property, and more and more upon property that is institutional and abstract, beyond individual control, such as money, insurance policies, certificates of deposit, stocks, and shares. And as our private economies become more abstract, the mutual, free helps and pleasures of family and community life will be supplanted by a kind of displaced or placeless citizenship and by commerce with impersonal and self-interested suppliers…

    Thus, although we are not slaves in name, and cannot be carried to market and sold as somebody else’s legal chattels, we are free only within narrow limits. For all our talk about liberation and personal autonomy, there are few choices that we are free to make. What would be the point, for example, if a majority of our people decided to be self-employed?

    The great enemy of freedom is the alignment of political power with wealth. This alignment destroys the commonwealth – that is, the natural wealth of localities and the local economies of household, neighborhood, and community – and so destroys democracy, of which the commonwealth is the foundation and practical means.”

    Thomas Berry

    Each morning our skies on the eastern horizon are filled with smoke. Air quality is poor and the color is repulsive. We do have a short period of time, 3-5 minutes when the sun is a bright orange orb through the smoke, but other than that it is disheartening. This was yesterday morning’s sunrise. ☹️

  • landscape,  natural areas,  poetry,  writing/reading

    Afternoon Walk

    Unwanted smoke cloaks the distant trees
    somewhere beyond is the unseeable horizon

    I walk around the pond listening
    longing for the birds song of hope

    I need the embrace of the natural world
    accepting the healing touch it offers

    It’s in the absence of the spoken word
    that I hear the quiet whisper from within

    With slow deliberate deep breaths I
    take an afternoon walk at the ponds

    ms
  • landscape,  natural areas,  Pineridge Natural Area,  sunrises

    Hazy Morning

    No clouds this morning but plenty of haze from the smog and smoke drifting from the west coast. Unable to smell them but sure can see their effects. Interesting how the camera sensor does not record the red/orange sun in the sky the same as the reflection in Dixon Reservoir. Hope you had a good weekend and a great week ahead.

    Started reading the book Nomadland by Jessica Bruder and finding it interesting. At times it’s sad, at times disturbing, at other times informative and other times funny.

  • haiku,  landscape,  natural areas,  Pineridge Natural Area,  sunrises,  writing/reading

    Meadow of Gold

    cloudless horizon 
    chorus of song birds rising
    in meadow of gold 

    ms

    Sadly this image shows the smoky haze sitting along the Colorado Front Range from all the fires burning in the southwest. The haze hovers just above the horizon combined with a mix of emission pollution. There are currently, 47 large fires that have burned 519,761 acres across the country, per the National Interagency Fire Center website. The haze gives everything a golden glow to it. Today is expected to be in the 90’s. Be safe, stay cool!