Immersed

The human heart, too

Less traveled by

The earth laughs

Ice on the moon

Prairie Skies

Time is quiet

In the family of things

The most beautiful gift

The most beautiful gift of nature is that it gives one pleasure to look around and try to comprehend what we see. ~ Albert Einstein

tiny bug

Photo by Richard Fogg

 

The Whirlwinds Bear

To its covert glides the silent bird,
While the hurricane’s distant voice is heard,
Uplifted among the mountains round,
And the forests hear and answer the sound.
Darker—still darker! the whirlwinds bear
The dust of the plains to the middle air:
And hark to the crashing, long and loud,
Of the chariot of God in the thunder-cloud!
You may trace its path by the flashes that start
From the rapid wheels where’er they dart,
As the fire-bolts leap to the world below,
And flood the skies with a lurid glow.
~ William Cullen Bryant

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Photo by Richard Fogg