Rising to the melancholy call of the early mourning dove, I watch the mist ascending across the river, reminisce of ancient spirits visiting from another place and time Breezes whisper among the trees the dry rustling of leaves murmuring quietly to one another, seemingly spectators without participation, standing aloft in their haughtiness Clouds on the horizon, red then pink reflecting within the radiance a spectrum of nature's beauty in a blaze of golden glory the rising sun encompasses all I stand in awe..... Golden shadows fill the sky,
shimmering diamonds blazing on the gentle wave tipped water, mountains, shapeless in the mist Alone I sit, contemplating, the sunrise brings a new day a sense of serenity, of peace fills my empty and weary soul The longing for the unknown, the unrest, the discord, the discontent all is put to rest, joyfully I raise my face to the sun Wandering along the overgrown path
lost in the inky darkness, the traveler pauses wearily cursing the fates, the starless night Beyond, a cavern opening looms promise of shelter for the exhausted man, deceiving in it's barren hospitality misleading among the wavering shadows Entering the passageway, senses disoriented a faint glow beckons, glimmering the light almost in reach warmth sought, hopefully found Deep within the cave's bowels a dreadful slithering is heard tail rattling, a slow death watch an unearthly, chilling sound At the corridor's end, she waits eerily beautiful of face, fair skin atop smoothly scaled body writhing serpent hair, entwining, hissing Turning the corner, he stumbles upon her drawn by her unworldly beauty as he is repulsed by her hideousness, he steps forward slowly, powerless Flinching, he stares into her eyes molten gold, depthless, without soul; as he feels his body turning into stone, one lone tear glistens on her cheek Reflection
The pine tree, gazing downward at it's magnified reflection in the placidly running water stretching as if to touch the surface Fish, iridescently gold and white, floating near the calm surface leaving a trail of silvery bubbles shimmering in their slow wake Bleached sand, contours outlined a pleasing shape to the eye, boulders on which to sit while contemplating the gentle beauty A moments pause, thoughtful, gathering all which is awry within the center of the soul finding a deep sense of tranquility The ocean waves, pounding
with a resounding, thunderous beauty splashing against the jagged rocks relentless in magnificent splendor White-tipped waves, ebbing in and out eternally to an age old rhythm that haunts the hidden memories of creatures above and below the sea all the golden sun rises over the horizon, Drenching all within warming rays, foam flecked pieces of driftwood tossing about, decorating the sand as only nature can in her creativity Seagulls riding the upswept current voices ruckus in the morning quiet, sandpipers, walking stilt-legged unhurried, among the clear tide pools Head back, I breathe in deeply the salt air, stinging yet invigorating, as the tension releases uncoiling deep inside, I find… myself I sit in my garden, gazing upon a beauty that cannot gaze upon itself. And I find sufficient purpose for my day. ~Robert Brault, www.robertbrault.com
Gardens to attract hummingbirds are colorful and not hard to create. Hummingbirds like openings in forest and the edges of forests so they are drawn to suburban and rural gardens especially. If your garden has a mixture of shrubs, tall trees and patches of meadows and lawns, your garden is a perfect candidate. The one thing about hummingbirds is once they find your garden, they will they return each year. They’re a creature of habit and how many hummingbirds you have is in direct relation to how much food, water, nesting sites and perches are available. The plants you do choose have to be rich in nectar, the food hummingbirds love to eat. Some of the best plants for attracting hummingbirds are agastache, bee balm, red columbine, butterfly bush (can be invasive), cardinal vine, lantana, and delphinium. Hollyhocks are also a favorite, although they are considered a biennial. There are also trees such as the flowering Quince, the Rose of Sharon, Turk’s cap and Wiegela which will attract hummingbirds to your garden. To attract hummingbirds, there are some things you can do to make your garden more enticing. Gardens which are planted with plants that attract hummingbirds will attract more of them. Hummingbirds like vertical. Think of using trellises, garden sheds, or other structure to support climbing vines. Don’t plant exotic flowering plants which could be invasive. They prefer a tubular flower, especially in red, orange and pink. When you plant for hummingbirds, plant the plants in groups of three to give them a larger source of nectar in one place. Hummingbirds also like fuzzy plants like the cinnamon fern, and pussy willows. They also like dandelion and thistles. These are all used for building nests. Hummingbirds also bathe in shallow water and will fly through garden misters, drip fountain devises and even small waterfalls. Large trees are often used for perches, for courting displays and for nesting. Hummingbirds also use lichen as a camouflage decoration. They attach it to the outside of their nest with spider silk. Don’t be discouraged if it takes a while for your garden to be discovered. Once they do start though, they will continue throughout the season and usually return the following year. If visits do drop off, they may have found a new food source temporarily. Hummingbirds can be fun and interesting to watch. Plant some food sources for them and then sit back and wait for the show. Crows
The flock of ebony crows Stalking about on stick legs, Outlined against the starkness Of the icy frozen pasture Startled, they take flight Harsh cawing, as one voice Wings flapping, ever circling Riding the unseen air currents Landing abruptly, heads bobbing Gangly gait, disgruntled once again Beady eyes peering suspiciously At any stray unwary passerby |
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