“Laughter is the sun that drives winter from the human face.” ~Victor Hugo
Radiance
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Moon through the pine trees
I stepped out my back door the other night and was pleasantly greeted by a big, bright full moon shining down at me through the trees . Sometimes all you can say is “Wow!!!” 🙂
The moon, like a flower
In heaven’s high bower,
With silent delight
Sits and smiles on the night.
~William Blake
Brown Thrasher
I spotted this brown thrasher along an embankment beside the road. He was bobbing up and down between busy spurts of churning leaves and digging dirt. My presence didn’t seem to phase him at all — as finding food was obviously of top priority.
” Give whatever you are doing and whoever you are with the gift of your attention.” ~Jim Rohn
Hoarfrost
On one of my morning walks last week, I noticed these feathery ice crystals covering the blades of grass along the road. They created quite an interesting, magical little world of their own.
“That’s the whole problem with science. You’ve got a bunch of empiricists trying to describe things of unimaginable wonder.” ~Bill Watterson
Cardinals on a snowy day
Northern Cardinals add a lovely splash of color to an otherwise dull winter day.
“One must maintain a little bittle of summer, even in the middle of winter.” ~Henry David Thoreau
White Pelicans
It is always a treat to be able to observe the White Pelicans wintering at Reelfoot Lake.
I love all beauteous things, I seek and adore them; God hath no better praise, and man in his hasty days is honored for them. ~Robert Bridges
A tinge of pink
Twilight at Reelfoot Lake National Wildlife Refuge
“Take a walk with me through nature and let’s gaze on the marvelous wonders of creation.” ~Lailah Gifty Akita
Cedar Waxwing
“Be not forgetful to cherish the gifts each moment brings.” ~Mother Teresa
Of winter’s lifeless world each tree
Now seems a perfect part;
Yet each one holds summer’s secret
Deep down within its heart.
~Charles G. Stater
Flashes of gold
I was pleased to see the goldfinch enjoying sunflower seeds from the feeder and berries from the bushes in our backyard this week. Snow and cold weather usually brings them around.
Exhaust the little moment. Soon it dies. And be it gash or gold it will not come again in this identical guise. ~Gwendolyn Brooks
