The last few days have been all about being with nature for me and I have spent hours just watching birds, waves, flowers, trees …
I’m told by a watching farmer that the cygnets are due this coming Thursday so it’s all very exciting.
The experience of being out and about in lovely natural places made me think very much of the following poem:
THE PEACE OF WILD THINGS
-Wendell Berry-
When despair 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 for their light. For a time
I rest in the grace of the world, and am free
Beautiful photos and a great post! Swans aren’t local to where I live, so it’s always a thrill to see photos of them! Loved the prose too!
My pleasure, that’s for sure. I am addicted to swans going back years and years,
I love how you captured the light on the water in the first photo!
Thank you so much. I was quietly pleased with it too!
A keeper of this post as it makes me think of the picture of two swans that I took years ago. It’s a coincidence that yesterday while on a drive with my daughter and hubby, we went by the place that I took that picture . Low and behold there was a swan enjoying the surroundings. I bet you, his or her mate was at the nesting site…I also love the poem that you posted. I will put that in my journal…
So pleased with the coincidence, Joni.
Amazing photos 👍🏻🌷
Thanks so much. Amazing place.
Yes 👍🏻🌷🙏🌷
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Beautiful! Love swans.
They are divine.
Beautiful words and images Jean.
Thanks Andrea.