This morning, I peer through my spectacles at these wonders on the computer screen, and I find myself back in the rainy woods, away from the village streets, the exhaust fumes and the rumbling traffic beyond the window. Once again, I am nose to nose with a Columbine blooming on the woodland trail and feeling perfectly contented - this is one of the liminal moments I cannot live without, and I am always thankful for them when they manifest themselves.
Thank you too, for the splendid lunch with a friend at the Green Door yesterday, for last evening's fragrant green tea in a china mug, for honey scented beeswax candles and Shoyeido's plum blossom incense. Thank you for blank journals, creamy handmade paper, bamboo brushes and canvas. Thank you for woodland rambles wet or dry, for the Trillium and Lady's Slipper which bloom in the woods in May. Thank you for many good books waiting to be opened for the first time. Thank you for the garden I am planting this week.
Thank you for these first perfect Columbines of the season.
4 comments:
Oh, aren't they lovely! Wonderful photos. Our mountain columbines are yellow. I love all kinds - they have such a wonderful complexity of form. I so relate to the things you're thankful for - to me they symbolize a oneness with nature, with creativity, with calm. A lovely thanks indeed.
dear nokomis.........the den has left me feeling a bit out of sorts and I suddenly thought of the inspiration that I have felt here and hurried over.....well ...as soon as it all appeared I felt connected....to myself, to you and the earth that so graciously has given us these amazing gifts....I sit here typing with the night air floating in and the night song is loud and clear.....and I feel luminous as if I could stretch my hand out and touch yours....Namaste......aisling
The columbines are wonderful treasures! Your song of praise warms me... I have over-done and am very tired- these words revitalize my soul
Dear Cate,
My soul sister knows me, these columbines are extra-ordinary. Their beautiful presence inspire us and bring life in this beautiful spring.
The columbines in my backyard have grown but have not florished yet, as I.
You have many teachings for us to bloom.
May your days be florished and nourish our souls.
Thank you for these, they are superb.
Louise
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