“Those who contemplate the beauty of the earth find reserves of strength that will endure as long as life lasts. There is something infinitely healing in the repeated refrains of nature -- the assurance that dawn comes after night, and spring after winter.” 


― Rachel Carson, Silent Spring

 

 

 

As Though With Your Arms Open

As Though With Your Arms Open

There are things you can’t reach. But
You can reach out to them, and all day long.

The wind, the bird flying away. The idea of god.

And it can keep you busy as anything else, and happier.

I look; morning to night I am never done with looking.

Looking I mean not just standing around, but standing around
As though with your arms open.


~Mary Oliver

A March Morning

A March Morning

In Loving Memory

In Loving Memory