Saturday, October 1, 2011

Whirling Water and Tinkling Drops


Its been weeks since Pasha and I have been for a wander in the forest, but today, 
in an afternoon break from relentless rains, we steal away amongst the sparkling 
mosses and dripping branches. We pass the garden, a flattened mass of tall flowers, 
duck under the sweep of hemlock boughs, and enter a glowing world of greens and browns. Pasha leads the way on the well-worn path, his excitement is apparent in 
the bouncing of his gait. I can feel the forest's ancient embrace wrap around me, a 
voice gently whispers that I've been missed. Off to the west, the river's gushing roar 
joins with trickles of the small streams, not a human-made sound can be heard. 




We pause at a small pool just as a gentle breeze shakes drops from 
the branches. Glass wind chime-tinkling sounds and 
  whirling patterns on the water's surface - gifts from 
the forest's unseen pattern-maker. 




I walk now, with an eye to spinning, whirling patterns.







Pasha springs upon the whispering stone, as is his way, 
pausing to scan for creatures. 


At my feet a mound of moss wears horns of white fungi. 
A different assortment of mushrooms has bloomed 
in the forest, I'm amazed by the variety. 
















The patterner paints more magic on the surface of a swelling pond. 



Always, as we walk, we find each other's wildness. 


Back in the garden, 
a very wet morning glory gently folds in 
on its starry center. 


By tomorrow, the blue will shift to red 
and the delicate translucency will melt away. 

25 comments:

  1. How wonderful to have that at your door. I see the wonder, however after 67 years I have realised that I am a true city dweller, but in Melbourne we are fortunate enought to be able to visit beautiful forests in the hills.
    Thanks for your blog

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  2. I enjoyed your walk
    thank you for sharing

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  3. you are having such an awesome mushroom season. we are not, boo. your photos are wonderful in and of themselves Plus they are quite artful and like your wonderful art. Lovely to see. wishing you another wonderful walk.

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  4. Ah, just when I was missing the country now I'm back to concrete dwelling--that was an inspiring walk. Your camera is fine, and your eye sees detail so well. The pools of patterns are reminiscent of quilting, or your artwork, of the spiraling of the seasons, and our little lives swirling in the vastness like those fallen leaves. Just lovely.

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  5. Cheers to finding beauty in a wet world :~) Those pattern photos are absolutely lovely!

    (Still raining here as well...)

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  6. Lovely post, I really like the photos of patterns in the water. You have a wonderful variety of fungus, I'm getting more and more interested in these. Here it has been very hot and dry so not good conditions but as we go into October I'm hoping to see lots more.

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  7. I look forward to these walks through the forest .... without a human-made sound to be heard.... and I almost hear water droplets falling and smell the delicious earthy scents released after rain.

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  8. Oh Pasha, he looks like a very special companion to take a walk with.
    I love you photographs of spinning and whirling patterns, so magical.
    Thanks for sharing your walk and the magic.xxx

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  9. What a lovely walk you and Pasha took. I love the variety of funghi and the patterns you found. All beautiful. And it is lovely that Pasha goes for a walk with you. I wonder if my cats would do that if I lived by a forest. I think they would as they like to be out in the garden with me.

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  10. How beautifully you captured the beauty of the natural world.

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  11. Enjoyed walking with you and Pasha...thanks

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  12. you and sasha walking together in the woods reminds me of the poet may sarton walking each day with her cat, Bramble. It would be so fun to stroll with a cat. :)

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  13. Wet and beautiful!
    Thanks that we all could walk along through these wonderful photos!

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  14. i went along on your walk. thank you.

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  15. Beautiful walk - and such an amazing assortment of mushrooms! Thank you for bringing us along!
    ~ Zuzu

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  16. I think you and Pasha both must be true creatures of the wild! What a gorgeous world view you have.

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  17. Heisann!

    Join me on tracking, hiking or just a simple walk on Sunday!

    Put on your walking shoes, bring with your camera and document what you see on October 9 and link to my blog!

    http://viltogvakkert.blogspot.com/2011/10/bloggers-sunday-walk.html

    Bring with some friends ;:OD)

    Just like you did October 1 !!!
    Wonderful pictures...

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  18. Lovely to breathe in that forest magic! Thank you.

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  19. The most spellbinding spiral so far, it knows all shapes.

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  20. I recognize your artwork in your surround.

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  21. Goodness, so many comments that I haven;t responded to! However, I have a very good reason and I;ll be sharing it all in a post soon. Thanks everyone for connecting, it helps to connect me with the larger community of humans which sometimes I lack in this forest!

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  22. V...All your posts are extra ordinary, but for some reason this one is even more so for me....
    it is
    elegant
    and also holds a sense of something
    changing, as in coming....something
    coming
    from these images here...
    just so really really beauty Full...

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  23. Oh how I love those woodlands and the fungi that inhabits them! Thanks for all the inspiration.

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  24. Your words fill the senses your photos call to our earthly roots.

    Lorraine

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  25. How enchanting! The variety of mushrooms is fascinating!
    Thank you for sharing your lovely walk :)

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I love reading your comments and sometimes I'm good at responding right away, sometimes not! Glad you had a wander here, I hope you found the mossy path soft on your feet and heard the call of the Raven.