Mary Oliver at her best

HOW I GO TO THE WOODS

Ordinarily I go to the woods alone, with not a single

friend for they are all smilers and talkers, and therefore

unsuitable.

I don't really want to be witnessed talking to the catbird,

or hugging the old black oak tree.  I have my way of praying

as you no doubt have yours.

Besides, when I am alone I can become invisible.  I can sit

on the top of a dune as motionless as an uprise of weeds,

until the foxes run by unconcerned.  I can hear the almost

unhearable sound of the roses singing.

If you have ever gone to the woods with me, I must love you

very much.

winter decor

a change of decor

winds and squalls in November?

wildlife in the yard this fall....

two season October

more of my daily 365 pictures....

 Taking pictures is not hard.  

Taking decent interesting shots each and very day to put up on a photo site

for others to see, judge

much harder.

back posting on 365

A picture a day is what I am trying to do 

and the idea behind 365.. 

Take a picture and post it on 365 thus making me go out, 

look and take pictures.  

Amazing what a challenge like this does. 

 I have tons of pictures, but often I am not thinking seriously

what would be good: good light, good subject, interesting .....

 365 makes this happen.

 

angles and curves.... today's offering...

my calling

I was big time lost most of my adult life trying to figure out what I should be, 

what I should do.  Nothing but nothing tickled my fancy .... nada. 

 It was, I feel now, because I already was that which I was to be

 a philosopher.  

In college that had been a subject we studied, 

but it was in me.  It never dawned on me that I could be that.

A Philosopher.

 I pondered all the time and had worked out my own thoughts 

actually it felt to me that they they came to me. 

In reality I feel they came from on high. They have come to me all my life when needed. Rightio. My blog, my thoughts. Crazy.  Perhaps.  Perhaps not.

Quite happy making to come to my senses a

and find my calling no matter how late in life.

I love love love working out my philosophy, 

my thoughts on life and the universe

It is a never ending, very fulfilling avocation.

One of my prayers to creature has been for wisdom

and

it gets answered.

So are we all wise? 

philosopher

n.

from Old English philosophe, from Latin philosophus "philosopher,

" from Greek philosophos 

"philosopher, sage, 

one who speculates on the nature of things and truth,

 literally "lover of wisdom," 

from philos "loving" (see -phile) + sophos "wise, a sage" (see sophist).