Monday Memories: Still on Watch

Deserted, severed tree trunk

Shattered by storms long ago

Splitting this giant in two

Forsaken now in its woes

 

Nature’s hand calling the shots

Drawing dark cards from the deck

Standing alone, slowest death

Trying to salvage this wreck

 

Deformed snag appears lifeless

Yet, God calls this wildlife tree

Standing proudly, still on watch

Nature’s snack bar waits for free

Living nearby, log still lives

Covered with lichens and moss

Home for God’s smallest creatures

Termites, beetles . . . march across

 

Jagged stump remains on guard

Below the ground, roots still thrive

Life holds on, another year

Perseverance to survive

 

Around the dark, scuttled tree

Racing to reach sunlight first

Young saplings growing skyward

Cycle of life, marked to burst

All of the photographs were taken at Chestnut Ridge Metro Park, which is located just outside of Canal Winchester, Ohio.  I frequently walk this park during the fall, spring, and summer months with an occasional hike in the wintertime.

Originally published September, 2020.

Anne Bradstreet Quotes

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If we had no winter, the spring would not be so pleasant.

The spring is a lively emblem of the Resurrection.

Anne Bradstreet (1612-1672) was an English-born poet who lived in the American colonies where her poetry was the first to published in the New World.

Enchanting Masterpiece (Haiku Series #308)

Imagination

Landscape’s color wheel

Artist’s infinite choices—

Every brilliant shade

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Perception

Quiet morning breeze

Punctuated with raindrops—

Perfectly designed

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Transformation

Empty canvas waits

Sketch’s anticipation—

Inspiration blooms

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Welcome Back

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Gentle morning rain

Afternoon transition

Cold front moving in

Winter’s new edition

 

Season’s first snowflake

Forecast’s memo on track

Innocent at first

More join in, welcome back

 

Chorus of voices

Barren landscape, now white

Autumn forgotten

Nature’s fresh acolyte

 

Darkness shines at night

Moonlight’s bright reflection

Each snowflake twinkles

With timely perfection

 

Peace shrouds silent realm

Time wanting to stand still

Another postcard

Sketches winter’s playbill

 

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Fresh Outlook (Haiku Series #302)

Wholesomeness

Warmest beginnings

Sunrise’s gift of welcome—

Youthful innocence

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Gentleness

Horizon’s shadows

Sunset offers gratitude—

Joyful innocence

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Peacefulness

Landscape now resting

Under serenity’s quilt—

Nightly innocence

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Vanishing (Haiku Series #301)

Flickering

Positive outlook

Autumn’s gift of timely peace—

Every falling leaf

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Scattering

Autumn’s final days

Cascading colors of leaves—

Playing its swan song

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Remembering

Fragile leaf dropping

Barren forest standing still—

Autumn says, “So long”

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Buckeye Snapshots (Issue #12)

Autumn foliage at Walnut Woods Metro Park.

Central Ohio provides opportunities to visit numerous nature parks in Franklin County and the city of Columbus.  Located near the community of Groveport, Walnut Woods Metro Park offers a wonderful destination for hikers, photographers, bicyclists, and dog enthusiasts.

Much of Walnut Woods is contained within a former tree nursery and sod farm.  Consisting of 1,458 acres, one finds a variety of nature’s treasures:  woodlands, wetlands, and vernal ponds.  All-weather pathways allow easy access even when rainfall or snow interrupts. 

left:  monarch trail traverses the big run (creek) with giant american sycamore tree in background.  right:  the park is an excellent place to photograph birds.  

The hiking trails are rated “easy” without any major hills to travel through.  Both dogs and bicycles are welcome to travel the park, which is bordered on the north side by Walnut Creek.  The park’s interior is bisected by a smaller creek, the Big Run.

Left:  through the thick summer vegetation, a peek at the peaceful walnut creek.  right:  fed by nearby wetlands, big run running at nearly bank full.  

Four major trails are found within the park’s vast boundaries.  The Buckeye Area follows one of the longest trails at 2 miles.  Much of its trail runs alongside Walnut Creek.  Rows of former nursery trees, including crab apple and red maples, offer an ever-changing landscape.

The Tall Pines Area is connected to the Buckeye Area by the Monarch Trail, which runs 1.4 miles.  The Tall Pines Area features the meandering Sweetgum Trail, which totals 2.6 miles.

the tall pines area features a variety of trees and settings along sweetgum trail.  Left:  quiet scene alongside the trail.  right:  a reverent passage through the tall white pines.

If a hiker wishes to walk a natural trail, the Kestrel Trail provides 1.3 miles of grass, gravel, and dirt.  This location offers passage through a pair of ponds as well as a visible Osprey nest.

Two dog parks are located in the Buckeye Area.  One is designed for larger dogs while the other is suited for smaller ones.  Both areas are equipped with nearby well-maintained restrooms and picnic areas. 

from left and moving clockwise:  foggy morning shrouds the american sycamore tree along monarch trail,  big run moves downstream from a beaver dam, sunrise view, picturesque setting of walnut creek, mushroom hiding in the tall grass, winter scene along walnut creek.

Monday Memories: Scenic Mountain Vistas

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Sitting home, isolated and alone

Taking virtual trips, changes life’s tone

 

America’s landscapes invite us in

Scenic mountain vistas, adventures grin

 

Alaska Range, home to our northernmost peaks

Denali “the tall one” forever speaks

 

Cascade Range roams the Pacific Northwest

Snow-capped volcanoes offer stunning quests

 

Sierra Nevada’s enchanted land

Host national parks, majestic and grand

 

Rocky Mountains form this nation’s backbone

Stunning beauty, more precious than gemstones

 

Sawtooth Mountains salute from Idaho

Endless summits bring skiers to the snow

 

Bighorn Mountains, sacred to native ways

Montana-Wyoming border sings praise

 

Adirondack Mountains, New York’s playground

Winter skiing, fall foliage—best around

 

Great Smoky Mountains push for Tennessee

Fog-covered peaks, spellbinding all agree

 

Blue Ridge Mountains welcome us back home

Free-flowing Shenandoah smiles and roams

 

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Wherever you live or where your travels take you, you may have a favorite mountain paradise.  One of my precious favorites is the Beartooth Mountains in south-central Montana, a stone’s throw away from Yellowstone National Park.  

You are invited to share one of your special places in the comments.

Montana’s rugged Beartooth Mountains [photo courtesy of pinterest].

Originally published July, 2020.

Quiet Retreat

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Morning’s quiet retreat

Offering sunrise view

Taking splendor’s front seat

Sky sketched with clearest blue

 

Sanctuary of peace

Spirit’s closeness abounds

Renewal of life’s lease

Stillness felt all around

 

Harmony’s joyful tune

Brightening this new day

Filling every full moon

Mountain’s peak never gray

 

River’s gathering dreams

Shaped within ancient hands

Journey’s endless bloodstream

Tranquility’s heartland

 

Tomorrow always waits

Offering one more chance

Tasting now, nature’s fate

Spirit’s refreshing dance

 

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Norman Maclean Quotes

Montana’s Yellowstone River, between the communities of Livingston and Big Timber.

Eventually, all things merge into one, and a river runs through it.  (Taken from Maclean’s book, A River Runs Through It.)

The nearest anyone can come to finding himself at any given age is to find a story that somehow tells him about himself.

Norman Maclean (1902-1990) was an American professor at the University of Chicago.  Later in his life, he became quite an accomplished author.  He spent part of his childhood in Missoula, Montana where his father was a Presbyterian minister.