“Yet one smile more, departing, distant sun!
One mellow smile through the soft vapory air,
Ere, o’er the frozen earth, the loud winds run,
Or snows are sifted o’er the meadows bare.
One smile on the brown hills and naked trees,
And the dark rocks whose summer wreaths are cast,
And the blue gentian-flower, that, in the breeze,
Nods lonely, of her beauteous race the last.
Yet a few sunny days, in which the bee
Shall murmur by the hedge that skirts the way,
The cricket chirp upon the russet lea,
And man delight to linger in thy ray.
Yet one rich smile, and we will try to bear
The piercing winter frost, and winds, and darkened air.”
– William Cullen Bryant, Autum
While we’re waiting for that first lamb… a woodland update
~ the little stream that runs from our spring has slowed to a trickle… although hard to wish for with lambs on the way, we could really use some rain
~ the ferns’ fiddleheads are unfurling and providing a delicate, lacy green in the forest
~ the mayapples are opening their umbrella like leaves, popping up everywhere
~ the delicate little yellow wood violet is a wonderful surprise when stumbled upon tucked in between rocks or at the base of a tree
~ and the trilliums… trilliums. triliums. trilliums… they are beautiful this year… white or red, found in a clump of two or three… or covering a hillside
the sunlight and shadows seem to beckon us into the woods.
“Come… enjoy the way the light and shadows create a glow…
Come… watch the wind create a shimmer…. a glimmer…
as the last leaves of autumn show off their golden yellows and oranges…
Come… enjoy these final days of October beauty…
this only happens once a year.”
No matter how busy you are… how many chores are waiting… when you are invited on a long explore by Raven…
otherwise, you would have missed this reminder of how small your worries are compared to the grandness of a giant puffy cloud in an endless blue sky
that grace and beauty can pop up out of the most unexpected places
that something as small as a dime can stop you in your tracks
and that even a long, forgotten stump can be quite lovely when the sunlight hits it just right.
You are reminded that you are so lucky to have such a great companion, because in the case of a long explore, Raven really does know best.
abounds on this damp, misty, really sort of dreary morning. Grandma Lena
always told us that these were little fairy tables left behind from the wee folks party during the night. From this morning’s evidence we can only guess that last night’s party was indeed wild and wonderful (because… after all… this is West Virginia and even fairy parties here are wild and wonderful). The spiders also seemed to be in on the fun as this beautiful spider web was left hanging from the bumper of the truck.
Here’s hoping that the fairies will visit your neck of the woods… have a lovely weekend.
|The true sign of spring in West Virginia – Allium tricoccum – Ramps
|“You can never get a cup of tea large enough
or a book long enough to suit me.” — C. S. Lewis
|moss and rock = love
|fragile and beautiful – the first spring leaves
We are joining the folks at Poppytalk for the Flickr Group – Spring Colours Week. You can check out all the beautiful contributions here.