Another walk

We went for another walk up on the trail in the woods and here are a few of  the pictures that I took.

Vapor Trail

 I like how the last vapor trail  is almost a cross.

The days work

So, this is the last of how ever many hundred pictures I took today. I can't seem to get enough pictures today. This world that we live in is such a beautiful one. I can't resist to capture it in it's beauty. Enjoy....

Wild Rose

Which one is your favorite? I can't seem to get enough pictures today (hence all the blog posts). :) I guess you could say I have photography fever.

Irises, daisy, and lily pads.

 I went for a walk this morning through our fields and I took these pictures.

Nature ~ by Emily Dickinson

Part Two: Nature II

WILL there really be a morning?
Is there such a thing as day?
Could I see it from the mountains
If I were as tall as they?
Has it feet like water-lilies?	5
Has it feathers like a bird?
Is it brought from famous countries
Of which I have never heard?
Oh, some scholar! Oh, some sailor!
Oh, some wise man from the skies!	10
Please to tell a little pilgrim
Where the place called morning lies!

Random Pictures

 Iris

    Sauk Mountain
  The trail through the woods

Even more flower pictures and a slug

You are probably very tired by now of all of these blog posts titles "flower pictures." I can't seem to get enough of flowers.

Field, Evening Grosbeak, Pond and a Swallow

Cascade Mountains, Iris ( a bit cropped), and Swallows.

 

Quotes

Quotes by Samuel Taylor Coleridge. 

Friendship is a sheltering tree.  

Common sense in an uncommon degree is what the world calls wisdom. 

In politics, what begins in fear usually ends in failure

Poetry has been to me its own exceeding great reward; it has given me the habit of wishing to discover the good and beautiful in all that meets and surrounds me. 

Poetry- a few poems i stumbled across today. I though I'd share them with you.

Faded Flower

Ungrateful he, who pluck'd thee from thy stalk, Poor faded flow'ret! on his careless way; Inhal'd awhile thy odours on his walk, Then onward pass'd and left thee to decay. Ah! melancholy emblem! had I seen Thy modest beauties dew'd with Evening's gem, I had not rudely cropp'd thy parent stem, But left thee, blushing, 'mid the enliven'd green. And now I bend me o'er thy wither'd bloom, And drop the tear - as Fancy, at my side, Deep-sighing, points the fair frail Abra's tomb - 'Like thine, sad Flower, was that poor wanderer's pride! Oh! lost to Love and Truth, whose selfish joy Tasted her vernal sweets, but tasted to destroy!'  Samuel Taylor Coleridge  Pleasure By The Nature     Nature brings a colourful beauty to one’s heart,  It flies in our hearts like colourful butterfly,  It strengthens the hearts with huge wings to fly,  A beautiful creature lives in the heart of nature. A life is not enough to enjoy the whole nature,  Each and every part of the Universe comes under nature,  The nature is part of existence of human life,  Without the nature, there will be no future. The nature survives the lives with pleasure,  The beautiful nature is a creator of great desire,  The fine nature lives with us and lives in us,  It brings many dreams and memories to us. Oh God! We are thankful for gifting us a pleasant nature,  It is one’s responsibility to save the beauty of nature,  A true living in the heart of nature helps an achiever,  To achieve the long life period of his splendid desire. ******* By Dr. M.Swaroopa Rani M.A., PhD  Swaroopa Rani

Cascade Mountains

Sun...