Making a Splash
“The Oriole’s Secret” To hear an oriole sing May be a common thing, Or only a divine. It is not of the bird Who sings the same, unheard, As unto crowd. The fashion of the ear Attireth that it hear In dun or fair. So whether it be […]
“The Oriole’s Secret” To hear an oriole sing May be a common thing, Or only a divine. It is not of the bird Who sings the same, unheard, As unto crowd. The fashion of the ear Attireth that it hear In dun or fair. So whether it be […]
The Yellowbird by James Whitcomb Riley HEY! my little Yellowbird, What you doing there? Like a flashing sun-ray, Flitting everywhere: Dangling down the tall weeds And the hollyhocks, And the lordly sunflowers Along the garden-walks. Ho! my gallant Golden-bill, Pecking ‘mongst the weeds, You must have for breakfast […]
A little gosling yoga session in the late afternoon along the water. A stretch here, a stretch there. Winding down for the evening. A serene evening, where all is safe and calm. “Peace is present right here and now, in ourselves and in everything we do and see. […]
Beauty Bathing Anthony Munday (1553–1663) BEAUTY sat bathing by a spring Where fairest shades did hide her; The winds blew calm, the birds did sing, The cool streams ran beside her. My wanton thoughts enticed mine eye 5 To see what was forbidden: But better memory said, fie! […]
Peep, Peep, Peep go the little ducklings. Peep, peep. The water’s warm. Peep, peep. And it’s sunny out. Peep, peep. What are you waiting for? Come and swim with us.
O Child Beside The Waterfall By George Barker O Child beside the Waterfall what songs without a word rise from those waters like the call only a heart has heard- the Joy, the Joy in all things rise whistling like a bird. O Child beside the Waterfall I […]
“To Hear an Oriole Sing” by Emily Dickinson To hear an Oriole sing May be a common thing — Or only a divine. It is not of the Bird Who sings the same, unheard, As unto Crowd — The Fashion of the Ear Attireth that it hear In […]
Tropical waters cooling with their turquoise waters. Powder soft sand lending to a soft bed. What more to do but to bath in the sun.
Nestled near Rock Creek Park in Washington D.C. is the beautiful and elegant estate of Majorie Merriweather Post. The heiress of the Post cereal company, and Birds Eye, she purchased the home in 1957 and made it her home and museum for her fine collection of decorative arts. […]
A Barred Owl BY RICHARD WILBUR The warping night air having brought the boom Of an owl’s voice into her darkened room, We tell the wakened child that all she heard Was an odd question from a forest bird, Asking of us, if rightly listened to, “Who cooks […]