first day of winter, it’s surprisingly warm around here, 9 C! a stroll in the park by the river and watch the sunset was a wonderful. it was gorgeous out there!
first winter sunset
Tag: Nature
Tanka Tuesday – Midnight
Midnight stirs
Dazzled by the past
Brightest light
Without ground to stead
Balance nowhere to be found
Fluttering always
Tanka Tuesday words for this week are: Enchant and Fly, synonyms only! I opted for Shadorma (3/5/3/57/5 lines) and the words Dazzled and Fluttering.
Hope you enjoyed it, this little poem expresses my feeling these last days.
Tanka Tuesday – Wings
A simple flapping
The pure essence of freedom
Showing us the path
Hello you!
I had a few weeks of vacation, I went to the beach and enjoy each moment of each. I was surprised when I got home and saw how my garden was blooming, flowers and butterflies everywhere. It’s nice to be back and to see that I don’t need to travel far to have beauty around me. But, of course, I could do with few weeks at the beach every couple of weeks 🙂
Joining Colleen’s Tanka Tuesday, today words are Nature and Clean, synonyms only, so I used Essence and Simple in a Haiga (Haiku + Photo).
One-Liner Wednesday :: Still
Beauty on my way
Noticing and slowly taking in all the beauty of spring.
Last Sunday, I had a long walk around the neighbourhood, 5000 steps! I spotted this rose bush on my way.
The poppies are gorgeous in a park close by.
During the week I walked by a path of gorgeous peonies. I wish I could put their fragrance in a bottle and bring it home.
And yesterday, at lunch time, I was surprised with the beauty of these alliums in the university campus.
“If we could see the miracle of a single flower clearly our whole life would change.”
Buddha
Wishing a great week to you, and remember to slow down and enjoy a little bit of beauty on your way. It can be the beauty of the flowers if you are in spring or the beauty of the leaves if you are in the autumn. It can be a beauty of a smile, a hug, eye contact with a strange coming in your direction or a simple thank you when you weren’t expecting it.
E.
noticing # 68
Very little grows on jagged rock. Be ground. Be crumbled, so wildflowers will come up where you are.
Rumi
Wildflowers are blooming in my garden. They are pretty, each one in its own way. They are looking for space, sharing the Earth and the sunshine.
just because
Flowers are the music of the ground. From earth’s lips spoken without sound.
Edwin Curran
just because it’s may and my garden is blooming!
nurt thurs – me gift
We still do not know one thousandth of one percent
of what nature has revealed to us.
Albert Einstein
my first sight, from the window of a plane, when we moved here was this river. i knew that my home had to be close by it, i didn’t want to go anywhere far from this blue water.
yesterday i took the day off, first day of spring and i decided i am worth of this ‘me gift’ to enjoy nature. I had a long walk by the river, stopping on its small beaches along the way. it was so refreshing and healing. in each corner i could see the earth transforming, getting ready for the warm days ahead.
hope you had a wonderful day, and don’t forget to give yourself a ‘me gift’!
sharing with nurturing thursday
Sunday Stills – Wild Nature
Without a firm participation with wild nature, a woman starves and falls into a obsession of “fell betters”, “leave me alones” and “love me – please” … Go out in the woods, go out. If you don’t go out in the woods, nothing will ever happen and your life will never begin.
Women who run with the wolves
Each day we are getting far and far from nature, from the wild. Everything is so sterilized, chemical and modified by the humans that we are losing our true essence.
I look for the wild in every place, from a spider web in my backyard to the mystery of the forests, mostly in books since we don’t have a forest close by.
Sometimes we need to get lost in the wild to find our true-self!
Sharing with Sunday Stills – Wildlife
Tanka Tuesday – Energy
Since today is a full moon, my poem has to be about her. I was waiting for the moon to rise and take the photo for the post. This moon is a supermoon and is called a snow moon.
Letting go of the sacred innocence
the soothing music of the forest
in the dark February sky
bathed in flower essence and
dressed in a silver dress
distressed wolves howling
full snow moon blooms
she is bold
desired
joy
The words for today are game and trouble so I’ve chosen bold and distressed as synonyms. I’m using the Etheree form of poetry.
Full moon blessing to you!
Tea & Paper 