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“In a cool solitude of trees
Where leaves and birds a music spin,
Mind that was weary is at ease,
New rhythms in the soul begin.
- In a Cool Solitude of Trees”
― William Kean Seymour, The Cats of Rome: New and Selected Poems
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Sweet Blondie was taking a moment for herself between being a nursing mom and finding food for herself to just lay down and rest against a pine tree.
- Toc, toc, toc !
- C'est qui ?
- C'est l'automne, je peux entrer ?
- Non, la place est prise. Je suis l'été et j'y reste.
- Mais j'ai rendez-vous, ici, très bientôt.
- Bientôt, ce n'est pas maintenant. Repassez plus tard !
- Mais j'ai déjà déposé quelques affaires à moi, je les enlève ?
- Non, mais qu'avez-vous à nous offrir, que savez-vous faire ?
- Je suis peintre, je mets de la couleur partout, du rouge, du jaune, de l'ocre. Je suis chorégraphe, aussi, je prépare le ballet des feuilles.
- En outre, je tricote pour la nature.
- Du tricot ???
- Oui, je confectionne des écharpes de brume pour en tapisser le creux des vallons, le matin et des pulls de laine pour emmitoufler les humains car j'amène la fraicheur avec moi.
- Ah, je comprends mieux ma lassitude de ces derniers jours. Est-ce que je vais mourir ? j'ai peur...
- Non, car vous reviendrez l'année prochaine. Je viens juste apporter un peu de repos à la nature. Après tout, on lui en demande beaucoup, alors, elle a bien le droit de se reposer. Et quand je partirai, elle dormira.
- Donc, si je comprends bien, ce n'est pas la finitude ?
- Non, juste une lassitude, une grande fatigue après un long travail, comme les humains qui dorment la nuit. N'ayez crainte, j'amène de belles lumières douces et puis.....il y a les violons, aussi !
- Les violons ?
-Oui, souvenez-vous du poète : "Les sanglots longs des violons de l'automne blessent mon coeur d'une langueur monotone....."
sauf que moi, je préfère dire qu'ils bercent les sens.
This pair of older bison had just swum across Yellowstone's Firehole River and we're catching their breath. They were exhausted, wet and muddy. Old timers. They recovered eventually and mosied along to newer pastures.
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Oh, I am very weary, Though tears no longer flow; My eyes are tired of weeping, My heart is sick of woe.
Anne Bronte
Since hitting the road from western shore
more than a decade has passed me bye.
A journeyed traveler on a life long tour
to reach east coast dawn, soul will soar
unto the heavens with a twinkling eye.
This vagabond life can I transcend?
To give up sleeping beneath the stars
Life on life’s terms does not pretend
This journey fades as I near the end
The long sleep under Venus and Mars
from Weary Traveler,
by Robert Frost
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This shot is a different version of a photo of some Civil War reenactors that I posted a couple of weeks ago. At that time, I couldn't decide which version I liked best, and since today is Thursday, it seemed like a good time to post this alternate version for the Thursday Monochrome group.
These men, portraying Union soldiers, had just finished a mock battle during an American Civil War reenactment event last fall in Hainesville, Illinois. I've added the other version of this image in the first comments box, for any who are interested. Feel free to let me know which you prefer.
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Location : dpp Putrajaya Malaysia
shot from my Olympus e500 wt 40 - 150mm zuiko
terima kasih - thank you - syukran - for your kind interest & support...really appreciate & take good care always ...rgds tank/sulaiman
It's a wonderful cloudless sky today, so I'll cycle down to see the bees later. I'm so lucky I can cycle down to reach the coast, buying the bike has been one of the best things I've done. To just see the coast every day is so uplifting, even if the strong coastal winds make the cycling so hard. I'm certainly getting fitter, so I thought I'd post an uplifting coastal shot from a typical low tide walk. Never get weary is by Toots and the Maytals.
This male has been busy this week feeding the fledglings that are out of the nest and staying close begging for food. The female is already on her new nest as is one other.
It was pouring outside when this male Purple Finch showed up at the feeder. It was the only bird eating on the deck during this rain storm. I was happy it could eat and get some shelter before moving on.
Ellicott City, Maryland
Having grown weary of the winter, the Blessed family decides to take a vacation to the East. Little did they know, the communal resort they decide upon was designed by a wealthy businessman who had very little knowledge of the culture. The result was an eclectic mixture of both Eastern and Western styles.
Oh well, I'm tired and so weary
But I must go alone
Till the Lord comes and calls
Calls me away, oh yes...
Well, the morning's so bright
And the lamp is alight
And the night, the night is as black
As the sea, oh yes...
There will be peace in the valley for me, some day
There will be peace in the valley for me, oh Lord, I pray
There'll be no sadness, no sorrow, no trouble, trouble I see
There will be peace in the valley for me someday...
Dolly Parton
Historic Salem Evangelical Church near tiny Loran,IL. The beautiful country church has two cemeteries near it,one associated with it and the other a Methodist cemetery(and much older).The church is still used,but not a regular basis it appears....
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Who hath not felt the influence that so calms
The weary mind in summers sultry hours
When wandering thickest woods beneath the arms
Of ancient oaks and brushing nameless flowers
That verge the little ride who hath not made
A minutes waste of time and sat him down
Upon a pleasant swell to gaze awhile
On crowding ferns, bluebells and hazel leaves
And showers of lady smocks so called by toil
When boys sprote gathering sit on stulps and weave
Garlands while barkmen pill the fallen tree
- Then mid the green variety to start
Who hath (not) met that mood from turmoil free
And felt a placid joy refreshed at heart