It has been a very long time since I last posted. What started off as a short break for holidays with the intention of posting a few holiday pics has turned into a three month hiatus. There are so many reasons, family sickness, an injured cat, other projects taking priority. All things which have led me to wonder how much time I can spend on blogging at this point in my life.
After a lot of reflection though I realised I miss sifting through our everyday to find things to share here. So I'm going to begin again with no promises to do much more than share a few a photo or two for now. And aren't these just lovely ones.
Good times in the forest, amazing light and mighty tree stumps that lead me to want to share this poem I discovered recently as part of ModPo a brilliant mooc I'm following at the moment. It's by John Ashbury and it's called Some Trees. Here it is:
by John Ashbery
These are amazing: each
Joining a neighbor, as though speech
Were a still performance.
Arranging by chance
To meet as far this morning
From the world as agreeing
With it, you and I
Are suddenly what the trees try
To tell us we are:
That their merely being there
Means something; that soon
We may touch, love, explain.
And glad not to have invented
Such comeliness, we are surrounded:
A silence already filled with noises,
A canvas on which emerges
A chorus of smiles, a winter morning.
Placed in a puzzling light, and moving,
Our days put on such reticence
These accents seem their own defense.