What a beautiful tree! This was taken as I was leaving the boardwalk at the CREW Bird Rookery Swamp Trails that is northeast of Naples in southwest Florida. May you find peace, calm, and rest on this Sunday.
The wildflowers seem unusually abundant this year so I’ve been focusing on them. They are singing my name, and on this excursion down dirt roads they were beckoning me in unison, like a well rehearsed choir. There were some soloists but even they appeared more elegant within their milieu. When I was seven, swaying the swing under the giant oak, […]
“Most Sweet It Is” by William Wordsworth Most sweet it is with unuplifted eyes To pace the ground, if path be there or none, While a fair region round the traveler lies Which he forbears again to look upon; Pleased rather with some soft ideal scene, The work of Fancy, or some happy tone Of meditation, slipping in between The […]
On Tuesday, on the way home from my weekly trip to the Naples Botanical Garden, I happened upon the memory of “going to the filling station.” At some point in my earlier years we used this phrase to indicate that we needed to get our auto gassed up – we needed to buy some petro. I know what triggered that […]