Pedro Calderon de la Barca
For in the true nature of things, if we rightly consider, every green tree is far more glorious than if it were made of gold and silver.
Martin Luther
Adopt the pace of nature: her secret is patience. ~ Ralph Waldo Emerson
The same woods,
the same tree,
the same leaves
mingling with each other,
sometimes
like kids, in groups,
sometimes,
like older adults,
sedate,
posing on a branch.
Some are green,
some appear light,
some dark.
They mingle
shrugging off
the opinionated dewdrops,
facing up
to a new morning
behind
a tough looking trunk
of
some tall leader.
The light, dark and green
transforms
into one another
in fun
cocking a snook at the sun.
We must be the only species
that talks about
color
and
race.
Posted by Ugich Konitari to Sylvia From Over the Hill at August 8, 2010 7:58 PM
Do not go where the path may lead, go instead where there is no path and leave a trail. ~ Ralph Waldo Emerson
Earth and sky, woods and fields, lakes and rivers, the mountain and the sea, are excellent schoolmasters, and teach some of us more than we can ever learn from books. ~ John Lubbock
16 comments:
Very, very nice, Sylvia. After a day of sun and sand, I felt soothed by this post.
Thanks.
love the lush greenery
I love trees -- you took a ton of stress off my day, just with those beautiful photos Sylvia! Thanks!
Whenever I'm stressed, I head to the trail in the woods near my home. It always amazes me how being so close to nature can calm even the most frenzied soul! That's what your post did for me today, Sylvia, thanks!!!
Breathtaking my friend. And the quotes that go with each one are just perfect :) Excellent. Have a wonderful Sunday and week ahead :)
Everything looks so green and beautiful! I hope your back is better soon.
The third photo !
The same woods,
the same tree,
the same leaves
mingling with each other,
sometimes
like kids, in groups,
sometimes,
like older adults,
sedate,
posing on a branch.
Some are green,
some appear light,
some dark.
They mingle
shrugging off
the opinionated dewdrops,
facing up
to a new morning
behind
a tough looking trunk
of
some tall leader.
The light, dark and green
transforms
into one another
in fun
cocking a snook at the sun.
We must be the only species
that talks about
color
and
race.
Great verdant green shots. I grew up in the water parched Southwest, I just love northeast Oklahoma. They call it green country.
Thank you Sylvia for sharing all this with us.
Have a great week.
Costas
Hi Sylvia,
molto belle le foto di questo bosco così verde, che di questi tempi, di boschi nè abbiamo purtroppo sempre meno !
Mi è piaciuta molto la frase di Ralph Waldo Emerson.
Molto intensa :-))
Buona giornata.
What leafy loveliness! So sorry to hear about your missed camping weekend. Take care of that back!
A beautiful sunlight shines into that forest!
please join me on My Path
A most excellent post. That poem has me thinking about the things we talk about. Thank you.
Beautiful Sylvia - my favorite kind of placee. I love the greens.
These are beautiful pictures. I really like that Emerson quote.
Yet mankind seems to be in a perpetual race against time to remove as much green as he can from this planet. Sad.
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