among the trees

october rain

when the rain finally stopped...


hello November













the nonconformist



When I am among the trees,
especially the willows and the honey locust,
equally the beech, the oaks and the pines,
they give off such hints of gladness.
I would almost say that they save me, and daily.

I am so distant from the hope of myself,
in which I have goodness, and discernment,
and never hurry through the world
but walk slowly, and bow often.

Around me the trees stir in their leaves
and call out, “Stay awhile.”
The light flows from their branches.

And they call again, “It’s simple,” they say,
“and you too have come
into the world to do this, to go easy, to be filled
with light, and to shine.”

–Mary Oliver

30 thoughts on “among the trees

  1. You’ve outdone yourself here Susan with the photos and the poem…just perfect! That first photo with the rain and colors is wonderful, and I also love the leaves caught in the ice…and the beautiful blue sky with glowing leaves at the end…it made me want to cry it was all so beautiful…

  2. I knew when I opened the post that I would sigh happily. That first one is lovely … I did a similar in B&W, and no matter how much I love monochrome, there is nothing like color!
    You make me want to play hookie and get outside with my camera. Hopefully I can fit that in. Beautiful work as always!

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