Earth, Sky and Spirit

Photos from a dusk spent peering into earth and sky:

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Painted Turtle in water 
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Painted Turtle submerged portrait
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A cotton sky spread
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A large Snapping Turtle
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A large Snapping Turtle underwater
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Moonlit dusk
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Full moon

I also celebrated my 24th birthday on the 7th. Grateful for the eyes that see – grateful to exist.

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Love,

Timali

 

 

 

 

Lakeside Blues and Pinks

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Pink blotched clear blue lake,

now turning a deep green,

Two mosquitoes circling each other

rise in the air

A creature jumps in

leaving ripples dancing

growing outward

to nothingness

Mink, muskrat or otter

does it matter?

Moments pass by

the geese are still making their calls

Ripples form again

as the breeze sweeps in

Bare trees still shaking off winter

double themselves on water

a deeper reflection

their skeletons the blackest of blacks

No pinks no blues no more;

hints of orange fade

between real and shadow.

Twin Souls

I was looking at trees out of a bus window one of the previous days and realized how two trees growing in the shade of each other often look like one tree, but with two trunks.

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Here’s a love quote (partly relevant to the earlier thought):

“Love is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake and then subsides. And when it subsides you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion. That is just being “in love” which any of us can convince ourselves we are. Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident. Your mother and I had it, we had roots that grew towards each other underground, and when all the pretty blossom had fallen from our branches we found that we were one tree and not two.

Louis de Bernières, Corelli’s Mandolin