There shall be peace, wisdom
and harmony. Mankind's hope shall
be restored in the beauty and
magnificent wonder of nature...
and of life.
Julia Altamar
I have this beautiful, new, summery white wicker chair. It is so comfortable and relaxing.
I love to stretch out in it and gently lean into the supportive arm rests. It has a delicate light beige and white pattern on the cushion. Perfect for sitting on the porch on late summer nights.
Now there's something that people used to love to do...sit on their porches at the end of the day, sipping a light summer drink...nodding and smiling as their neighbors passed by on their passeggiata.
And it is not surprising why they engaged in this lovely ritual.
As the soft evening breezes wane and the trees gently flounce their leaves, there is a soothing quietness, a stillness...a nocturnal signal that resting time has come.
A few delicate yet ambitious insects decide to ignore nature's curfew and make their rounds circling overhead. You can barely hear their wings in motion but it's a delight to witness their sense of ambition.
Before long the ultimate, sparkling "herald" of the night arrives in full majesty as dozens of ladylike lightning bugs flash their joy throughout the landscape, agreeably sharing their flickering rainbow radiance.
The gorgeous scent of summer...fresh, dew laden grass...rises fragrantly in the air.
And, all of this wonderment and beauty is merely a prelude to the liquid grace of Mother Moon Herself sailing serenely in the night sky.
From my white wicker chair I gently rejoice at the exquisite fullness unfolding before me. Only ONE breathtaking example of nature's peace, wisdom and harmony...
When will we recognize our greatest teachers?
and harmony. Mankind's hope shall
be restored in the beauty and
magnificent wonder of nature...
and of life.
Julia Altamar
I have this beautiful, new, summery white wicker chair. It is so comfortable and relaxing.
I love to stretch out in it and gently lean into the supportive arm rests. It has a delicate light beige and white pattern on the cushion. Perfect for sitting on the porch on late summer nights.
Now there's something that people used to love to do...sit on their porches at the end of the day, sipping a light summer drink...nodding and smiling as their neighbors passed by on their passeggiata.
And it is not surprising why they engaged in this lovely ritual.
As the soft evening breezes wane and the trees gently flounce their leaves, there is a soothing quietness, a stillness...a nocturnal signal that resting time has come.
A few delicate yet ambitious insects decide to ignore nature's curfew and make their rounds circling overhead. You can barely hear their wings in motion but it's a delight to witness their sense of ambition.
Before long the ultimate, sparkling "herald" of the night arrives in full majesty as dozens of ladylike lightning bugs flash their joy throughout the landscape, agreeably sharing their flickering rainbow radiance.
The gorgeous scent of summer...fresh, dew laden grass...rises fragrantly in the air.
And, all of this wonderment and beauty is merely a prelude to the liquid grace of Mother Moon Herself sailing serenely in the night sky.
From my white wicker chair I gently rejoice at the exquisite fullness unfolding before me. Only ONE breathtaking example of nature's peace, wisdom and harmony...
When will we recognize our greatest teachers?
Marie Helena
*Title borrowed from a song of the same name,
In the Evening by the Moonlight
music by James Bland
lyrics by Nina Simone
image from layoutsparks.co
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