Today I slept in & then went for a walk in the woods. It was a really sunny day, which typically for my photography I usually dislike. BUT today I made due, I got some terrific nature and personal shots. I wanted to share them here full size. These were only taken with my phone (Samsung Galaxy S4 :app used is VSCOCAM) because since christmas I haven't been able to find any of my memory cards for my camera! Its all good though since the quality of these images worked fine for me.
  | Nature looks dead in winter because her life is gathered into her heart. She withers the plant down to the root that she may grow it up again fairer and stronger. She calls her family together within her inmost home to prepare them for being scattered abroad upon the face of the earth. ~Hugh Macmillan, "Rejuvenescence," The Ministry of Nature, 1871 There is a privacy about it which no other season gives you.... In spring, summer and fall people sort of have an open season on each other; only in the winter, in the country, can you have longer, quiet stretches when you can savor belonging to yourself. ~Ruth Stout I prefer winter and Fall, when you feel the bone structure of the landscape — the loneliness of it, the dead feeling of winter. Something waits beneath it, the whole story doesn't show. ~Andrew Wyeth The simplicity of winter has a deep moral. The return of Nature, after such a career of splendor and prodigality, to habits so simple and austere, is not lost either upon the head or the heart. It is the philosopher coming back from the banquet and the wine to a cup of water and a crust of bread. ~John Burroughs, "The Snow-Walkers," 1866 What a wild winter sound,— wild and weird, up among the ghostly hills.... I get up in the middle of the night to hear it. It is refreshing to the ear, and one delights to know that such wild creatures are among us. At this season Nature makes the most of every throb of life that can withstand her severity. ~John Burroughs, "The Snow-Walkers," 1866 We feel cold, but we don't mind it, because we will not come to harm. And if we wrapped up against the cold, we wouldn't feel other things, like the bright tingle of the stars, or the music of the Aurora, or best of all the silky feeling of moonlight on our skin. It's worth being cold for that. ~Philip Pullman, Northern Lights Brew me a cup for a winter's night. For the wind howls loud, and the furies fight; Spice it with love and stir it with care, And I'll toast your bright eyes, my sweetheart fair. ~Minna Thomas Antrim, "A Night Cap," A Book of Toasts, 1902 In the winter she curls up around a good book and dreams away the cold. ~Ben Aaronovitch, Broken Homes |
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