Sunday, August 9, 2009

“the grace of living in a just relationship with the other-than-human world”

There was a chill in the air and deer in the field when I arrived at Beaver Creek. Ripe berries, goldenrod and blazingstar were splashes of bright colour on a green and yellow background.

I thank You God for most this amazing day: for the leaping greenly spirits of trees and a blue true dream of sky; and for everything which is natural which is infinite which is yes” (ee cummings)

Beaver Creek aug9 09

Note: The title is a quote from Grass, Sky, Song: promise and peril in the world of grassland birds by Trevor Herriot

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