"When despair for the world grows in me
and I wake in the night at the least sound
in fear of what my life and my children's lives may be,
I go and lie down where the wood drake
rests in his beauty on the water,
and the great heron feeds.
I come into the peace of wild things
who do not tax their lives with forethought of grief.
I come into the presence of still water.
And I feel above me the day-blind stars
waiting with their light.
For a time I rest in the grace of the world,
and am free."
— Wendell Berry
I am thankful to have the opportunity to go fishing with Al on some of the beautiful rivers of Southern Oregon. I love to take photographs of the wildlife....I definitely feel the "peace of the wild things." The sounds, the sights and the beauty of nature is so peaceful and relaxing.
Photo: Wildlife on the Rogue River 11/8/07
2 comments:
Mom,
It's so great that you have found something to enjoy within dad's favorite hobby. You're becoming quite skilled and taking pictures. Nice work!
I love this...you know it makes me remember an article I read about living in the moment. To really live there, we must let go of our regrets about the past and our worries about the future. Then, we are a peace because we simply are.
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