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Welcome to daily nature photo and creative writing blog, #NewThisDay

Welcome to my daily nature photo blog

Writing from My Photo Stream ~ Kelly DuMar


#NewThisDay Writing From My Photo Stream


Thunder, lightning and rain last night through the open windows, and I woke long enough to think to myself: good for the rain, it will make the transplanting of the ferns easier. And instead of taking a long walk with the dogs after waking, I put my walk into the yard, into the woods of our property, in the muddy wet woods to dig up ferns. And, I got lucky and found near the root of the beech tree under the lovely light green, sunlit leaves on the branch bending over the trail, I found two tiny saplings starting on a taproot, and took them too to start beech trees - one of my favorites, at the front of the house. Plus, two wagon loads of ferns went in and a light breeze blew on a beautiful sunshiney day outdoors. Tonight, after we returned home from dinner with friends, I asked Frank if he wanted to stroll across the yard to the river for an early evening view. A kayaker paddled swiftly by as Charlie kept watch. And then I took Frank on the trail so we could walk together under the beech tree, and then in the grass in the purple wildflowers a loud bumble bee buzzed in the warm and summery early evening air.


ARIEL – Where the bee sucks, there suck I:

In a cowslip’s bell I lie;

Then I couch when owls do cry.

On the bat’s back I do fly

After summer merrily.

Merrily, merrily shall I live now

Under the blossom that hangs on the bough.

William Shakespeare, The Tempest, Act 5, Scene 1, 88-96.

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