Friday, November 17, 2006


As summer into autumn slips
And yet we sooner say
“The summer” than “the autumn,” lest
We turn the sun away,

And almost count it an affront
The presence to concede
Of one however lovely, not
The one that we have loved

So we evade the charge of years
On one attempting shy
The circumvention of the shaft
Of life’s declivity.
~~ Emily Dickinson ~~
This photo was taken last weekend while we were walking in the Drents-Fries National Forest. I like to take photos of the same area at various times of the year. There is beauty in each season all its own. Peace lies in ourselves when we take moments in each day to appreciate the beauty of that day; that season's moment. I hope you will take some time today to look around you wherever you are to see that beauty. Real sadness in life is when we walk past things in life failing to really see it.

1 comment:

Margaret said...

Heidi,
Another pleasant place for us to visit.
You've made a great start on this new blog. I look forward to celebrating the seasons with you :)
Margaret