Monday, March 12, 2012

That one tree, though....so many backdrops for this one Cottonwood to stand out against...


Crows kissing, eagles eating, honkers honking....

PLUS new beaver bite marks on one of the slender alders down by the lake (which I did not take a picture of!).  The crows were beak to beak when I came upon them....by the time I got my camera out they were looking east...and this one Madrona tree is too beautiful to walk by...



Saturday, March 10, 2012

There is a gentle beauty in early spring mornings...





Birding - or do they call it Ducking?

Gadwall

Can you see her chest?  She's Magnuson's own blend of Mallard!

Female Buffleheads (if I'm wrong on this - please correct me!)


Misty morning

The Waking

I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow,
I feel my fate in what I cannot fear
I learn by going where I have to go.

We think by feeling.  What is there to know?
I hear my being dance from ear to ear.
I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.

Of those so close beside me, which are you?
God bless the Ground! I shall walk softly there
And learn by going where I have to go.

Light takes the Tree, but who can tell us how?
The lowly worm climbs up a winding stair;
I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.

Great Nature has another thing to do
To you and me; so take the lively air,
And, lovely, learn by going where to go.

This shaking keeps me steady. I should know.
What falls away is always.  And is near.
I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.
I learn by going where I have to go.

            Theodore Roethke