"Kindness is like snow...
it beautifies everything it covers."
- Kahlil Gibran (1883-1931)
25 January 2018
24 January 2018
Nature At Work - Bitterroot Valley, Montana
"Nature is ever at work
building and pulling down,
creating and destroying,
keeping everything
whirling and flowing,
allowing
no rest
but in rhythmical motion,
chasing everything
in endless song
out of one
beautiful form
into another."
building and pulling down,
creating and destroying,
keeping everything
whirling and flowing,
allowing
no rest
but in rhythmical motion,
chasing everything
in endless song
out of one
beautiful form
into another."
- John Muir (1838-1914)
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23 January 2018
Uncomplicated Cottonwoods - Bitterroot Valley, Montana
"All the complicated details
of the attiring and
the disattiring are completed!...."
of the attiring and
the disattiring are completed!...."
-From Winter Trees by William Carlos Williams (1883-1963)
22 January 2018
Winter Wanderlust - Bitterroot Valley, Montana
"...My feet tug at the floor
And my head sways to my shoulder
Sometimes when I watch trees sway...
...I shall make the reckless choice
Some day when they are in voice
And tossing so as to scare
The white clouds over them on.
I shall have less to say,
But I shall be gone...."
-From The Sound of the Trees by Robert Frost (1874-1963)
And my head sways to my shoulder
Sometimes when I watch trees sway...
...I shall make the reckless choice
Some day when they are in voice
And tossing so as to scare
The white clouds over them on.
I shall have less to say,
But I shall be gone...."
-From The Sound of the Trees by Robert Frost (1874-1963)
21 January 2018
Wint'ry Community - Bitterroot Valley, Montana
"...But the first thing next morning we reflected
- From The Star-splitter by Robert Frost (1874-1963)
(Click here to read the entire poem, in all it's small-town story charm.)
If one by one we counted people out
For the least sin, it wouldn't take us long
To get so we had no one left to live with.
For to be social is to be forgiving...." - From The Star-splitter by Robert Frost (1874-1963)
(Click here to read the entire poem, in all it's small-town story charm.)
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