”If we will be quiet and ready enough, we shall find compensation in every disappointment. If a shower drives us for shelter to the maple grove or the trailing branches of the pine, yet in their recesses with microscopic eye we discover some new wonder in the bark, or the leaves, or the fungi at our feet.”
~ Henry David Thoreau
(Journal, September 23, 1838)
“The Earth offers gift after gift — life and the living of it, light and the return of it, the growing things, the roaring things, fire and nightmares, falling water and the wisdom of friends, forgiveness. My god, the gift of forgiveness, time, and the scouring tides. How does one accept gifts as great as these and hold them in mind?
Failing to notice a gift dishonors it, and deflects the love of the giver. That’s what’s wrong with living a careless life, storing up sorrow, waking up regretful, walking unaware. But to turn the gift in your hands, to say, this is wonderful and beautiful, this is a great gift — this honors the gift and the giver of it. . . . Notice the gift. Be astonished at it. Be glad for it, care about it. Keep it in mind. This is the greatest gift a person can give in return.”
— Kathleen Dean Moore, Wild Comfort: The Solace of Nature
Elisa's Spot 
Very nice B & W photography. Your blog is certainly a horse of a different color.
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I am having trouble with that idiom…I think you mean to say that you dislike it. This is fine with me, but I dislike not understanding so I am asking you about it.
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No, Elisa, I like it just fine. This was just another of my feeble attempts at humor.As a follower of my blog, surely you must know by now I have very few serious moments. I find interest in all of your photos, even if I don’t comment on all of them.
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Why thank you! I had a discussion about this idiom with my friend last night on the phone. I have looked at it from a distance but not yet in my life had opportunity to examine what it meant if used in reference to something closer to home. I appreciate your response. 🙂
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The photograph is nostalgic and restful, peaceful and sweet. I can smell the pasture!
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🙂
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I do so love this photograph, too, Elisa. Amazing!
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