“The forest floor recognizes the Lady with the Peanuts.”
#WhiskersWednesday
#ThePeaceOfWildThings #sqrlpix
#SquirrelsOfBlueSky #PoetryOfNature
#EastCoastKin #WestCoastKin
Being chosen by squirrels is a very specific kind of happiness.
#QuietResistance #sqrlpix #ThePeaceOfWildThings
#PoetryOfNature
#WildAttention
When the Sun Finds You
#spottedtowhee #Flyday #BirdwatchingGoesBothWays
#ThePeaceOfWildThings #PoetryOfNature
Attention continues, the practice holds.
#sqrlpix #QuietResistance #WildAttention #PoetryOfNature #ThePeaceOfWildThings
They don't rush.
They don't scroll.
Attention is a form of resistance.
#QuietResistance #PoetryOfNature #WhiskersWednesday #sqrlpix #ThePeaceOfWildThings #SquirrelsofBlueSky
Future first. Then curiosity.
#PoetryOfNature #QuietResistance #WildAttention #SquirrelTok #thepeaceofwildthings
Attention is a form of resistance.
#PoetryOfNature #QuietResistance #thepeaceofwildthings #sqrlpix
#SquirrelsofBlueSky
Hello Poetry of Nature friends. Did you know gray squirrels can remember thousands of food hiding spots—
but today, they trusted me with the peanuts.
This is joy.🥹
#SquirrelTok PoetryOfNature
#SmallJoys #wildneighbors #thepeaceofwildthings
#EastCoastKin
#WestCoastKin
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.
Lovely example of #ThePeaceOfWildThings.
Do you know this poem by #WendellBerry?
Poem, The Peace of Wild Things by Wendell Berry. Find solace in nature.
Find solace in nature.
💚 #Poetry #ThePeaceOfWildThings #WendellBerry
2/2 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.
#hope #thepeaceofwildthings
a sketch of a pocket with lines of poetry poking from the top and the words "Poem in Your Pocket Day" curving around the bottom. A small spider on a thread on the tight dropping from the escaping words at the top and a one-haired face with two eyes visible and hands holding the left side of the pocket, are added details.
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.
Today is #PoemInYourPocketDay part of #NationalPoetryMonth. Here is one of my touchstone poems: #ThePeaceOfWildThings by #WendellBerry. #Poetry, #nature #anxiety #peace
#wendellberry
#thepeaceofwildthings
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