Autumn Ice Sculptures

In a world where things are forgotten like turning a sprinkler off at –10c (about 15F), produces wonders as beautiful as any Autumn color, well not really, but I work with what I have and since I have so little Autumn color here at the ranch I will share instead Autumn Ice Sculptures.  

As many blogs of mine are timeless, there will be some blogs posted here that I will be reposting from my previous blog posts at spaces.  I know many of you from spaces might remember some.  As I have so many new people here I have connected with that I would love to share some of these blogs with as well. So here is one from Oct. 10th 2009.

 

A little Autumn a lot of Ice..

 

As the sun peaked over the ridge the light show began.
With sprinkler still going the sparkles were flying.

 

Caught between the colors of fall and the icy world of winter

 

Wildflowers were frozen in time..

 

But their beauty continues to shine in a new dimension.

 

Baubles formed by blades of grass
like diamonds scattered on the lawn.

From every plant a new sculpture grew..

 

 

Reaching for the heavens like a bean stock
till the warmth of the sun ended its growth.

  

 

But not before a perennial garden of ice sculptures were formed.

 

Beauty so fleeting as Autumn color
will be here one day and gone the next.

Whatever season it is for you, find whatever beauty you can.

Reposted from my soon to be closing blog at spaces

So

Good Morning….  Good Afternoon…  Good Night…

Whatever it is to you…

Photo & Words
by

Here I Am/Carrie

Woodland Wonders

In wondering the woodlands of my valley, a secret world presents its self..    Natures beauty in its tiny wondrous ways gives you a glimpse into the details of Gods creations...

 The stars in heaven are also found on
the forest floors...

 

The stars come in many colours and shapes...

 

Each a world of its own..      

  

Separate yet all interwoven in the tapestry of nature..... 

     

Interlocking they all exist....

  

 One often supporting the other....

    

 A simple rotting stump sprouts an alien growth...   

A breeze to spread the seeds of life...
A mushroom being dried by a squirrel for winter food...

   

The secrets of life and death are hidden in the
forest floors....       

    Sometime for new life to exist....
another life must die.....

      

 As moss clings to a rock to survive
providing a habitat for for more plants to grow..

        

We are all connected...
We are all interlinked...
Support for one is support for all...

   

 God made the beauty of nature
so that you might look deep into it seeing his secrets...
By learning the secrets of nature....
You  learn how to be one with all...

So while in nature
Have a
Good Morning…  Good Afternoon…  Good Night…
What ever it is to you

Photos & Words
by
Here I Am/Carrie

Reflections of a Lonely Heron

Alone I be,  Alone I stand
watching over this watery land.
Like a statue standing tall
I blend with nature body and all.
Patience is a virtue of mine
I often wait for hours at a time.
In the cold of the morning the sun I seek
warming my body, but mostly my feet.
In all that I do, in all that I am
my life depends on the changes in man.
For he alone holds the key for nature to survive
in this world for us all to stay alive.
-Here I Am/Carrie

 

 

Nature is man’s teacher.  She unfolds her treasures to his search, unseals his eye, illumes his mind, and purifies his heart; an influence breathes from all the sights and sounds of her existence.
-Alfred Billings Street

 

 

Nature Thrives on patience; man on impatience.
-Paul Boese

 

Look deep into nature, and then you understand everything better.
-Albert Einstein

 

Nature does not hurry, yet everything is accomplished.
-Lao Tzu 

 

In solitude, when we are least alone.
-Lord Byron 

 

 

I never found the companion that was so companionable as solitude.
-Henry David Thoreau

Adopt the pace of nature, her secret is patience.
-Ralph Waldo Emerson

Those who dwell among the beauties and mysteries of the earth are never alone or weary of life.  ~Rachel Carson

My heron is not so lonely any more as he has found a mate.
You will notice both male and females in the photos.
It has taken years for the heron to allow me close
enough to take photos with my little camera.
The last photo, he is sunning himself in a tree just off our deck.
He comes every morning now.

 

So be patient with nature and she will be patient with you.
Have a blessed
Good Morning… Good Afternoon…  Good Night…
What ever it is to you.

Photos by

Here I Am/Carrie