My Blog primarily consists of close-up nature photos (that I've taken locally) combined with original holistic-truth oriented prose and/or poetry involving mindfulness/awareness. I love nature and I love understanding the whole (not merely the parts and the details). I'm a retired teacher of the multiply handicapped.
I have a number of interesting hobbies, such as fossil collecting, sport-kite flying, 3D and 2D close-up photography, holography, and pets. Most of all, I am into holistic self-awareness, spontaneous insight, unconventional observation/direct perception, mindfulness, meditation, world peace, non-fragmentation, population control, vegetarianism, and green energy.
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…”One can see oneself in all living things.”. Oh Tom we are on the same wave length… I am sending you yesterday’s meditation…I was out all morning and walked as far as I could without overdoing it because I am still recovering from a hip fracture – too easy to walk too far… Just to gaze on mountains not looking so bare… the snow is disappearing hiding ugly skidder tracks and broken ground… my dogs want to stay out sniffing even after their long walk… I am sitting in the sun writing this post soaking in the calls of chickadees. Cardinals sing mating songs, pine siskins twitter with an occasional titmouse chiming in… all the turkeys are napping. It’s after 2 PM. Dripping water, flowing water. Bare branches create shadow paintings on a palette that is still washed in white. It is blessedly still. Clumps of snow slither and slide off the roof – pine – cones litter the bare earthen floor still drifting down from the Mother Pine. The brook is singing her siren song…I am surrounded on three sides by flowing water, and mosses from sage to emerald green create a patchwork pattern, sculpting this hill into mounds. Fragrant spongey earth rises up around me, beckoning. Be here now… be here now. A chickadee lands on my head! A raucous bluejay is calling in the distance and this morning the raven’s guttural voice greeted me at dawn – I’m so glad these birds are nesting here. Dry wrinkled leaves hide delicate mycelium fragments; I can’t resist turning over just a few. Ah, a cardinal wants more food; his insistent chirp is hard to ignore! “In a minute” I call out. For this moment in time, I am in a state of becoming, the powers of this place call me home….
You have a great natural and beautiful harmony with nature, Sara! 😊 Keep doing what you are doing! A chickadee landed on your head!! Now that is precious! I wish that there were ravens and bluejays around here!
These beautiful birds do not have the weight of our weary world on their shoulder. Therefore, their songs can be bright and their hearts are light, especially if their needs are provided for, as you have done here Tom. A beautiful photo of vibrant-looking birds.
Thank goodness, they don’t know what we know about the craziness and insanity of political leaders and world affairs. I need to eat more seeds and nuts and forget about the expanding insanity! 😉 I bought a new kind of Parrot food to try for my two pet parrots; they didn’t like it. It was some soft-textured kind of pellets. So i took some to Walmart to put in the parking lot for all of the wild birds there that beg for food. They didn’t seem to like it! I will never order that junk again!
The birds are better off than we are, that’s for sure. That’s interesting about the pellet food – it goes to show that domestic and wild birds enjoy food with some texture to it. It is more satisfying. I was at Council Point Park the other day and saw someone had left two piles of food for the critters … I am scratching my head over this: pile number one: what looked to be a two-pound brick of Velveeta cheese and red grapes; pile number two: spaghetti and dry cereal.
When I had my canary, I took him to a veterinary practice that had an avian specialist. She had a parrot and I remember her telling me how it loved spaghetti. She said she put it on a sturdy paperplate in the bottom of its cage and it would slurp the noodles like a kid. 🙂
Beautiful birds 😍
Thank you, Joke! 😊
…”One can see oneself in all living things.”. Oh Tom we are on the same wave length… I am sending you yesterday’s meditation…I was out all morning and walked as far as I could without overdoing it because I am still recovering from a hip fracture – too easy to walk too far… Just to gaze on mountains not looking so bare… the snow is disappearing hiding ugly skidder tracks and broken ground… my dogs want to stay out sniffing even after their long walk… I am sitting in the sun writing this post soaking in the calls of chickadees. Cardinals sing mating songs, pine siskins twitter with an occasional titmouse chiming in… all the turkeys are napping. It’s after 2 PM. Dripping water, flowing water. Bare branches create shadow paintings on a palette that is still washed in white. It is blessedly still. Clumps of snow slither and slide off the roof – pine – cones litter the bare earthen floor still drifting down from the Mother Pine. The brook is singing her siren song…I am surrounded on three sides by flowing water, and mosses from sage to emerald green create a patchwork pattern, sculpting this hill into mounds. Fragrant spongey earth rises up around me, beckoning. Be here now… be here now. A chickadee lands on my head! A raucous bluejay is calling in the distance and this morning the raven’s guttural voice greeted me at dawn – I’m so glad these birds are nesting here. Dry wrinkled leaves hide delicate mycelium fragments; I can’t resist turning over just a few. Ah, a cardinal wants more food; his insistent chirp is hard to ignore! “In a minute” I call out. For this moment in time, I am in a state of becoming, the powers of this place call me home….
You have a great natural and beautiful harmony with nature, Sara! 😊 Keep doing what you are doing! A chickadee landed on your head!! Now that is precious! I wish that there were ravens and bluejays around here!
Wonderful picture, beautiful and lovely birds!
Thank you much, Marcela! 😊
These beautiful birds do not have the weight of our weary world on their shoulder. Therefore, their songs can be bright and their hearts are light, especially if their needs are provided for, as you have done here Tom. A beautiful photo of vibrant-looking birds.
Thank goodness, they don’t know what we know about the craziness and insanity of political leaders and world affairs. I need to eat more seeds and nuts and forget about the expanding insanity! 😉 I bought a new kind of Parrot food to try for my two pet parrots; they didn’t like it. It was some soft-textured kind of pellets. So i took some to Walmart to put in the parking lot for all of the wild birds there that beg for food. They didn’t seem to like it! I will never order that junk again!
The birds are better off than we are, that’s for sure. That’s interesting about the pellet food – it goes to show that domestic and wild birds enjoy food with some texture to it. It is more satisfying. I was at Council Point Park the other day and saw someone had left two piles of food for the critters … I am scratching my head over this: pile number one: what looked to be a two-pound brick of Velveeta cheese and red grapes; pile number two: spaghetti and dry cereal.
Oh my, Linda… those piles of food crack me up. Giving parrot pellets is one thing… but Valvetta cheese and spagetti… wow! 😉
When I had my canary, I took him to a veterinary practice that had an avian specialist. She had a parrot and I remember her telling me how it loved spaghetti. She said she put it on a sturdy paperplate in the bottom of its cage and it would slurp the noodles like a kid. 🙂
Lovely! Option 2, please 😀
Yes, Harini… Option 2! 😉
So true, Tom! Great shots. 🙂
Thank you, Susi! 😊
You’re welcome! 🙂