Monthly Archives of: November 2014

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Not that big, old, rusty, corroded lock…

November 4, 2014
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The key to understanding life is not made to fit the rigid lock of powerful authority.

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[The Spotted Jewelweed is an annul plant native to North America.  The Spotted Jewelweed likes to grow along creeks and rivers; this one is growing along a creek flowing into a nearby river.  The Spotted Jewelweed  (Impatiens capensis) was transported in the 19th and 20th centuries to England, France, the Netherlands, Poland, Sweden, Finland, and potentially other areas of northern and central Europe. These naturalized populations persist in the absence of any effort of cultivation by people.]

Love is the key. Photo by Thomas Peace 2014

Love is the key. Photo by Thomas Peace 2014

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Hugging trees is great…

November 4, 2014
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Hugging trees is great. But hugging the elderly and those with handicaps is even better!

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[This is a batch of Chicken of the Woods mushroom with little, winged-insects upon it.  When I was out in the woods, photographing, I spotted this beauty from a quite a distance.  One then thought: “Of course, it’s such a treasure, that it will be surrounded by my arch-enemy… poison ivy!”  Upon approaching the Chicken of the Woods, I then observed that it was, indeed, surrounded by many patches of poison ivy.  I carefully took each step towards the Chicken of the Woods, with extreme caution and deliberation.  It was unreal; it was like walking through a puzzle (or working on a computer game)!  Patches of poison ivy where everywhere! When I finally got to my prize, there was (of course) a big, tall plant of poison ivy right in front of it.  I had to bend, with my camera, to get a decent shot. Getting out of the area was equally difficult; each step was a precarious, carefully calculated maneuver toward attaining freedom and safety!  When I finally got home, I washed up using a special anti-poison ivy cleaning soap.  I didn’t get any rashes!  Whew!]

Chicken of the Woods surrounded by my arch enemy... poison ivy. Photo by Thomas Peace 2014

Chicken of the Woods surrounded by my arch enemy… poison ivy. Photo by Thomas Peace 2014

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Beyond words… and all words are merely symbols…

November 3, 2014
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No amount of words can ever relate the profound immensity of what true enlightenment entails; it is beyond words, descriptions, and beliefs.

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[Fall Oak Leaves]

Fall Oak Leaves. Photo by Thomas Peace 2014

Fall Oak Leaves. Photo by Thomas Peace 2014

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(Multi-Photo)*** The Fall

November 3, 2014
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Whenever nature may fall… it always springs back again.  It is ever renewing.

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Fall by the Creek. Photo by Thomas Peace 2014

Fall by the Creek. Photo by Thomas Peace 2014

Fall Creek Leaves. Photo by Thomas Peace 2014

Fall Creek Leaves. Photo by Thomas Peace 2014

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Simple, but far-reaching…

November 2, 2014
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A simple smile is often the kindling to intense and blazing compassion (that uplifts others).

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[These are the Sporophytes of moss upon a moist, large log in the middle of the forest.  Sporophytes begin to grow by cell division out of the top of the archegonium on the female gametophyte moss plant… at which point it’s a parasite on the gametophyte plant, although it may produce some of its own food by photosynthesis in the early stages of growth.
Sporophytes consist of three basic structures, a foot, which anchors it to the gametophyte and helps to transfer water and nutrients from the gametophyte, a long erect stalk called a seta, and a pod-like capsule at the top-end where reproductive spores are produced.  There is a Daddy-Long-Legs at the very bottom left of the photo, which can be seen partially; it is likely waiting for the many insects that crawl across moss.  The larger leaves are not a different species of moss.  They are the same species… and grow wider when more moisture is present in their immediate area.  When moss gets flooded, it changes its shape, getting wider and more broad leaves.]

Sporophytes galore! Photo by Thomas Peace 2014

Sporophytes galore! Photo by Thomas Peace 2014

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Bending down…

November 2, 2014
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There was a wise man… and every time he bent down, the whole world (including all the people, animals, and plants) bent down.

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[This Goldenrod is being bent over by the wind… not by the weight of the Hover Flies upon it.  Hover Flies seek nectar from wildflowers, such as this Goldenrod, which is growing along the periphery of a local, nutrient-rich, rural pond.]

Bending together. Photo by Thomas Peace 2014

Bending together. Photo by Thomas Peace 2014

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Living in the past…

November 1, 2014
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If one doesn’t exist primarily in (and “as”) the present now… one is living in the past.

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[This Lady Bug is getting ready to leave a dried out Thistle Plant.  Probably the Lady Bug had been searching for small insects to feed upon (that were nesting within the seed pod).]

Leaving Lady! Photo by Thomas Peace 2014

Leaving Lady! Photo by Thomas Peace 2014

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Beyond the limitation or mere symbols…

November 1, 2014
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Thought is a wonderful tool, but if that’s all you exist as… you are immured in the confines of your own, limited prison.

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[This is the central part of a garden flower.  The golden Stamen are holding up well to the recent cold weather.  Stamen are the pollen filaments of flowers.]

Golden Stamen. Photo by Thomas Peace 2014

Golden Stamen. Photo by Thomas Peace 2014