Showing posts with label Earth. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Earth. Show all posts

Sunday, November 9, 2014

A Gentle Reminder




"A hundred years after we are gone and forgotten,
those who have never heard of us will be living with what we have done." 

Oliver Wendell-Holmes

Monday, November 11, 2013

Words Not Required


Photo of sunrise over Netarts Bay by Nancy Zavada

There should be a beautiful poem or inspirational caption to this 
photo taken as the sun rose over Netarts Bay on Sunday. 

However, Mother Nature was doing the talking 
and I have nothing to add.

Thursday, September 19, 2013

Early Bird Gets the Moon

Photo of the Harvest Moon over the Pacific Ocean by Nancy Zavada

The Harvest Moon was my gift from Mother Nature for getting up at sunrise this morning.  Grabbing my camera and running out into the dew covered grass, I captured the moment just before it dropped into a marine layer of clouds over the Pacific Ocean.

It is now my gift to each of you.

Tuesday, April 2, 2013

Standing at the Edge of the Sea


To stand at the edge of the sea,
to sense the ebb and flow of the tides...
is to have knowledge of things that are...eternal.

--Rachel Carson

Monday, January 21, 2013

Thanks for Keeping House

On this National Day of Service, I want to thank everyone who spent their valuable time today cleaning up our beaches.  It is so important to the wildlife, ocean, and ourselves to take care of our "home."




A special note of thanks to the coastal residents who, not only today, but everyday walk the sand picking up litter and disposing of it properly.  I am reminded of a sign I once saw at an elementary school...

Take care of yourself.
Take care of each other.
Take care of this place.


Wednesday, January 16, 2013

Beginnings

photo of buds on a tree by Nancy Zavada


But we have only begun
To love the Earth.
We have only begun
To imagine the fullness of life.

How could we tire of hope?
--so much is in bud...

We have only begun to know
The power that is in us if we would join
Our solitudes in the communion of struggle.
So much is unfolding that must
Complete its gesture,
So much is in bud.

--Denise Levertov