This morning I walked by the marsh, hoping to see the heron and the sleek water snake. Red winged black birds cried out to each other and perhaps even to me. Small rabbits scurried beneath the brush and I spotted a dragonfly hovering above blue reflections of sky.
I started to feel philosophical, somewhat meloncholy and a little nostalgic, for all that is found and seen and appreciated and sometimes, overlooked.
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I can so relate, Sylvia. Those moments are so bittersweet 🙂
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I always want to enjoy the moment, but sometimes there’s just an inherent melancholy, even in the bright sun. Most likely only inherent in my mind, but it’s comforting to know that it lives in other minds too.
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I totally get it – don’t know why either – a weird very happy very sad feeling all at once. We humans are so complex – eh? 🙂
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Yes, exactly.
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Nature provides so many emotions and feelings. It is inspiration in motion. And sometimes we are reminded to something which give us those feelings.
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Very true.
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Well said for that feeling that is so difficult to convey in words. One of the reasons I like taking photographs is it really makes me more aware of what is right there, and yet I know I still don’t comprehend it all.
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Exactly right, none of us can fully comprehend.
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Your post resonates with me – Nature has so much to offer if only we open our eyes and minds to it.
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Yes I agree.
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There is something mysterious about marshes that kind of scares me and at the same time intrigues me…beautiful picture! 🙂
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Thank you.
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I experience the same feelings quite often when out in nature.
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I wonder why that happens.
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My vernal pond experience inspired a couple thoughts. They as great places to get lost in
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