leaves wings and other such things

i’m late little alice

White Rabbit— Why, Mary Ann! What are you doing out here?

Alice— Mary Ann?

White Rabbit— Don’t just do something, stand there… Uh… no no!
  Go go! Go get my gloves! I’m late!

Alice— But late for what? That’s just what I…

White Rabbit— My gloves!

White Rabbit— At once, do you hear!

Alice— Goodness. I suppose I’ll be taking orders from Dinah next.

—Lewis Carroll

whiteRabbit_stanislawakodman

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tweet type twig

sweet little birds dancing through the branches—perhaps the hawks are charmed by their songs & colors.

birds amoung the glyphs from their songs

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

i am certainly delighted by their presence all around me.

  here are some barn swallows

   a nuthatch

  & some waxwings.

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sweet moving melody

singing bird sitting in the bush

 

 

 

stop for a moment—

listen—

 

 

we are surrounded by the textures of bird songs—

moving——effecting—

perhaps even beneficial to us——soothing

mother nature network posts a study which proposes that bird songs improve our mood & spark creativity.

 

singing bird causes the leaves below to become hands that dance to the music

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bird fish still life

fish detail in a still life illustration

 

 

 

 

 

 

those outside

dancing about in branches & moving through
wind stirred oceans

fill the air with

rustling, chattering, splashing, whistling,
barking, howling.

bird detail in a still life illustration

 

for those placed within

life is still

enclosed in wood grain veneer

adorned with graceful glass containers
of pure blue water

echoing an unsettling quiet.

bird & fish together in a still life shelf

 

 

The fact that we have to keep animals in captivity is a sign of the abject failure of us as a species.
The long-term goal should be that we do not need to keep animals in captivity. . . . 
 

—Damian Aspinall, wildlife park owner, to the Evening Standard.

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we need mystery

“The world is full of magic things, patiently waiting for our senses to grow sharper.”
― W.B. Yeats

what would it mean to see

calla lily stems

 

 

 

 

 

something for the first time

captivated by something unfamiliar 
to wonder & imagine.

detail of a calla lily blossom

to embrace mystery
&  “Dwell on the beauty of life. Watch the stars, and see yourself running with them.”
― Marcus Aurelius

illustration of mermaid in awe of something unfamiliarthis desire for depth in life, is my wish for 2013.

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safely hidden in the earth

scavenging birds busy against a blue sky

 

  Nature is not a place to visit, it is home.  
—Gary Snyder

figure quiet & hidden underground

  Earth teach me to forget myself
  as melted snow forgets its life.
  Earth teach me resignation
  as the leaves which die in the fall.
  Earth teach me courage
  as the tree which stands all alone.
  Earth teach me regeneration
  as the seed which rises in the spring.
—William Alexander, A Father’s Book, 1997

2 figures hidden underground from scavenging birds

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relating to the soil

Soilin good heart,”
     as farmers used to say,
            is the key to health,
both for ourselves and for the animals & plants on whom we depend.
—Harvey and Ellen Ussery

boy & girl underground are the soil for trees & the landscape for a deerIt has been said that organic matter in the soil consists of “the living, the recently dead, & the very dead.” The “living” portion consists of all the diverse forms of living organisms that make up the soil food web, but also plant roots themselves.

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flowering calla lily birds

if calla lilies imagine flying as proposed in flight of the calla lilies
perhaps then
the birds may imagine being clustered among green leaves, surrounded by the fragrance of blossoms,
grass, & bark, even tickled by pollinating bees.

2 birds imagining what it would be like to be calla lilies

they would also imagine curling from a long graceful stem to create a sculptural rippled goblet.
they would even forget that some think calla lillies are undesirable weeds.
these birds know better. 

calla lillies & long stems

detail of the rippling calla lillies blossoms

the long graceful stems of the calla lillies

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flight of the calla lilies

the flower of the calla liliy in flight

flying in my dreams

I soar above the mundane
sadly I awake

–Kathleen a Nazarene

calla lillies & pussy willow

 

 

calla litllies

 

calla lily blossom

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summer

spring brings such beauty to summer. browns, greens, crimsoms, & blue, emerge.
all the creatures move about & live in it. so much rich color—so much inspiration.
girl wearing the beauty of spring in the summer

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

   The oriole sings in the greening grove

As if he were half-way waiting,

The rosebuds peep from their hoods of green,

Timid and hesitating.

The rain comes down in a torrent sweep 

And the nights smell warm and piney,

The garden thrives, but the tender shoots

Are yellow-green and tiny.

Then a flash of sun on a waiting hill,

Streams laugh that erst were quiet,

The sky smiles down with a dazzling blue

And the woods run mad with riot.

 —Paul Laurence Dunbar, Summer in the South

pink tree blossoms against a blue skyred flowers against blue sky

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