I love this picture. I was standing under a Spanish moss-draped tree with the sun’s warmth bursting through.
Tag: nature
Photography 101: Water
The Peace of Wild Things
A poem by Wendell Berry
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
of 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 am free.
Summer evening
I spent a little time outside this evening, enjoying the blanket of humidity and the song of the cicadas. I live in a suburban area close to Houston, very near Galveston Bay and the Gulf of Mexico. The temperature now, at 9 pm, is 83 degrees and the humidity is 81%. I live on the third floor, and caught the sun setting behind the magnolia trees.
A couple of hours earlier, I enjoyed the sight and scent of the giant crepe myrtles, another reason I love living upstairs.
But this little guy got the better of me, before I got the better of him.

So I didn’t stay out long – it’s easy to work up a sweat just sitting around swatting mosquitoes.
“People who claim they don’t let little things bother them have never slept in a room with a single mosquito.”
attributed to several people, but actually an African proverb.
What do you like to do on a summer evening?
Happiness is the truth






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