Saturday door 


There are doors that lead to strolling and doors that open for gazing. On a Saturday it is nice to have a choice!!!


Door of the day… (Argentina) Pinterest 

a moment of grace…

(Blue Heron by Isaac Bignell, 1959-1995, Canadian Cree artist)

(Blue Heron by Isaac Bignell, 1959-1995, Canadian Cree artist)

THE PEACE OF WILD THINGS

“When despair for the world grows in me and I wake in the night at the least sound in fear of what my life and my children’s lives may be, I go and lie down where the wood drake rests in his beauty on the water, and the great heron feeds. I come into the peace of wild things who do not tax their lives with forethought of grief. I come into the presence of still water. And I feel above me the day-blind stars waiting with their light. For a time I rest in the grace of the world, and am free.” Wendell Berry

we live in a time with the sound of the slightest night noise can awaken our hearts with worry. No one knows what to expect – bombarded with news, repetitive and fantastical, our minds are filled with words of warning and images of horror. We all need a guide to a place that settles our anxious hearts and reminds us of something greater – may Wendell Berry be that guide for you today.

Rest stop

Beautiful picture and call to take our own ‘rest stop’. Just imagine what we might see when our pace slows for even five minutes.

Roadkill Crossing

reststopbybrucestambaugh Rest stop. © Bruce Stambaugh 2014.

My wife called me to the large flowerbed in the front yard. She wanted me to see a funny looking bird, which turned out to be a fledgling American Goldfinch. As I was trying to capture just the right shot of this youngster, another bird caught my attention. A juvenile Male Ruby-throated Hummingbird was working the flowers directly behind the young Goldfinch. I tried without success to get both birds in the same frame. Instead, I had to settle for different photos of each young bird.

A birder more expert than me helped me to identify this bird as a first year male. The streaks and dark patch on its chin marked it as a young male. He only rested briefly on the Japanese Anemone stalk. But it was just long enough for me to snap his portrait.

“Rest stop” is my Photo of…

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