Such a beautiful autumn day at the lake. The reflections in the still water continued to impress as the day slowly faded into darkness.
“Swept into nature’s calm, the soul stills as clouds move on.” ~Angie Weiland-Crosby
Calm Reflections
Month: November 2023
Going to Seed
Even after summer is gone and the plants have dried out and turned various shades of brown, the stems, with their numerous shapes and sizes of seed heads, add beauty and character to the landscape.
“For man, autumn is a time of harvest, of gathering together. For nature, it is a time of sowing, of scattering abroad.” ~Edwin Way Teale
Autumn Sunsets
This past week, the sunsets were magnificent in the November sky. What a treat to see the beauty that our Creator planned for each new day.
“Art gallery? Who needs it? Look up at the swirling silver-lined clouds in the magnificent blue sky or at the silently blazing stars at midnight. How could indoor art be anymore masterfully created than God’s museum of nature?” ~ Grey Livingston
“The joy of life comes from our encounters with new experiences, and hence there is no greater joy than to have an endlessly changing horizon, for each day to have a new and different sun.” ~Christopher McCandless
“I find it incredibly amazing how at every sunset, the sky is a different shade. No cloud is ever in the same place. Each day is a new masterpiece. A new wonder. A new memory.” ~Sanober Khan
“The sunsets are mad orange fools raging in the gloom.” ~Jack Kerouac
It was November – the month of crimson sunsets, parting birds, deep sad hymns of the sea, passionate wind-songs in the pines.” ~Lucy Maud Montgomery
“Peering from some high window, at the gold of November sunset and feeling that if day has to become night, this is a beautiful way.” ~E. E. Cummings
“They who dwell in the ends of the earth stand in awe of your signs; You make the dawn and the sunset shout for joy.” ~Psalms 65:8
Nature’s Background Sounds
With the arrival of cooler autumn weather, the familiar chirps, rattles, ticks, clicks and buzzes of the insects have grown quiet. For some, the sound lacked harmony, but for others, it struck a peaceful chord.
“Music is in all growing things;
And underneath the silky wings
Of smallest insects there is stirred
A pulse of air that must be heard;
Earth’s silence lives, and throbs, and sings.”
~George Parsons Lathrop
walking on a country road 