Marcescence – Don’t Let Go
~ Marcescence – Don’t Let GoΒ ~
A little beech haiku and PhotoPoetry
~ Marcescence – Don’t Let GoΒ ~
A little beech haiku and PhotoPoetry
September 30, 2023 – Five Sunrises There is something special, almost exciting, about being up before the dawn’sΒ early light The day is not promised, but there you are, alive and wide-eyed, still attached…
Once in awhile I come upon a scene that tugs at me along the way. One I cannot pass without stopping long enough to hear what it has to say. Torn from where ever I…
Imagine a place so beautiful that you would travel hundreds of miles just to see it. Just to circle through the area in hopes of not missing a single beautiful angle. Just to let the scenes wash over you. A place to stop and have a long look, just to “drink it all in”. First, let’s start with a few simple pictures from my phone. These were taken in New Brunswick, Canada.Β
It has been brought to my attention recently that I am not a parent. Not a good parent, or a bad parent, just that I have not been counted as a parent at all.
Be present here. Be present now.Β
As I made my way around town this morning, I marveled with the kids at the spectacleΒ of the winter wonderland we passed through. The limbs all around us, bending low, to display their burden in…
Woods and the Rising Sun It’s always a treat to be outside to meet the morning sun. The woods are at their best even for an audience of one. #getoutside. #PhotoPoetry.
But where would I rather be? If everyday this were mine to see.
Holding the light. Never gets old.
I think a lot of people would be better served if they could sit here for a week, or even two. The isolation, creation so perfect, in thought and silence, would be better than we…
The sun was setting on the distant horizon, with splendor that captured everyone’s eyes. But I noticed what it shone on, and noticing it’s beauty was truly my prize.
Some awake, and dread pins them to the warmth, a sigh instead of words to say. Then, another looks at morning, embracing, God has granted me another day!
Before the leaves turned, and before the weather changed, there was green. Along the trails, the sun lit the forest, worthy of being seen.
The other day, I went outside seeking a connection to the those now gone.
Specifically, I was looking for the one we loved, the one we call, John.
It was said, don’t fly too high, or get too close to the sun.
But the trees climb to light, and show themselves to everyone.
Sometimes the sky is freedom, other times it presses like a heavy load. Either way, you can’t go wrong with the view from the old Dryer Road.
We are so busy in our lives. There’s time, but too rare is it that time, we make. Mostly, it is the allowances that we welcome, our time it does take. So, slow down, take ten minutes or so, and go where this takes you. It’s safe I assure you, and visit as often as you would like to.