Saturday, February 09, 2013

Cedar and Salt Water

It happens so slowly that your eye does not capture the change.  You are busy with your breathing and your looking and your talking and your living.  Nature is busy with her meditation on how to deal with the warming water that has crept past her toes and now reaches her ankles.


At first it was just the tides that were larger and broader.  Then came the lingering salt water intrusion closer to the shore where the cedar had grown for almost a decade.



There is a branch here and there hanging on for dear life.  But it is just a matter of time.


And we are always amazed that in death it is still so lovely.

13 comments:

  1. Beautiful. I like the way you think.

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  2. Nature is rearranging her house.

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  3. absolutely lovely....love how the gold light begins to awaken life....

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  4. You are gifted in your telling.

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  5. Oh, how I have enjoyed all these moments. Thanks.

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  6. A rather spiritual post on the life of a tree.

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  7. So true that. And somewhere else and unexpected life is just beginning.

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  8. I do feel that nature can make death look lovely be it the natural world or the elements eroding our wo/man made world. -- barbara

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  9. Anonymous10:00 PM

    Beauty in all stages of life...even death.

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  10. Am I the only one sad????? beautifully written, but, it is sad to me.....

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  11. You take the most incredible photos!!!

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