Written by a practitioner of mathematics, philosophy, taiji, gluten-free cooking, chant, meditation, gardening, and renovation, with no particular end in mind. Were there an end, it would come too soon, and the Path would cease to Wander.
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Only to the white man was nature a wilderness, and only to him was the land infested with wild animals and savage people. To us it was tame. Earth was bountiful and we were surrounded with the blessings of the Great Mystery. ~Luther Standing Bear
Nah. I didn't have my camera with me. A click on the picture takes you to where I found it. What inspired the poem was seeing the sun rise so that it shone straight through some golden maple leaves. That photo was the closest I found to what I saw, but still isn't quite right.
3 comments:
Fantastic fotograf.
Did you snap it?
Nah. I didn't have my camera with me. A click on the picture takes you to where I found it. What inspired the poem was seeing the sun rise so that it shone straight through some golden maple leaves. That photo was the closest I found to what I saw, but still isn't quite right.
The contrast is beautiful. I visited the link. Thank you. There are a few other lovely shots there.
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