Thoughts from the cabin

Silence
Stillness
Serendipity
One always follows the other

Time slows down when our minds are not filled with a hundred things to do

Hope must live on a tree…for where else does it get, its strength, to weather the storms that comes its way?

A morning without bird songs is like a day without breakfast

There was a bird last night, calling…I wish I wasn’t too afraid of the dark for I could have found it…may be it will give me another chance tonight

Somewhere in the woods, chickadees are having a conference… the same birds I see near my home sound so different away from civilization…something about the voice, pitch, tone, there is something different…it is like they have a northern accent

I thought I’d hear a loon but the honking of the geese will do just fine

One does not know a tree until one spends time sitting by it day after day

September 17, 2021 · #nature


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