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Bird of the Day: Sand Lark — Organikos
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Uttarakhand
Bird of the Day: Sand Lark — Organikos
Burnt tip orchids. At least 10 vanished from a national nature reserve at Mount Caburn, East Sussex. Photograph: Katewarn Images/Alamy Susan Orlean brought orchidelirium to our attention in 1999, shining a light on how and why these flowers inspire lots of good, and plenty of bad behavior. Orchids have been abundant in our pages over the […]
Orchidelirium Anew — Organikos
Rajaji National Park, Uttarakhand
Bird of the Day: Alexandrine Parakeets — Organikos
By Stacie-Lee Sherwood “Millions of people live on the East Coast but have no idea our wild horses exist and how they need urgent help to survive…” Growing up on the east coast I knew we had horses, lots and lots of horses. None of these were wild free roaming, but they were everywhere. We […]
Yes America we do have WILD horses, but not likely for much longer — Straight from the Horse’s Heart
Mists of stone
Clear in the arc of light,
Artic light, enduring
Mystery
Through the dark,
Years of dark.
Buried, the lost bones
Of history,
Dark,
Along with the ghostly groans
Of the dragon.
A snow
Flake falls.
The wind calls,
Yet
The stones live on
And remember
The heart
Of the earth,
The cart-
Wheel tracks that run their way
Into the sea,
Of Malta, gray.
The walking before dawn
In the majestic winter
When the ice floe
Shimmered under
The dancing fairies of the moon,
To find the sacred stones
Of the path that went along, some time ago.
Now lost in the delirium
Of the modern world,
Gone
Awry from the start,
Let it leave soon,
Quickly
To betray
The song of the mountain roses
That the stones may rise to an echoing drum.
Stones of mist,
Quiet
The whispering fir trees of the forest,
The breath of God in the air, curled
In the smoke of the lost fires.
The eon closes.
From the eternity of being
There arises
The swan who sails softly
In long, snow-
Winged flight,
Over the hills
In the wild mists of dawn,
Spires,
Free at last in the lost rain that spills
Through the mist
Of the singing mountains.
Dragons awake
To drifting skies.
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© Copyright Sharon St Joan, 2022, text and photo
In a meandering land of mystic moons,
At the waystation
Between the worlds – unremembered, translucent,
Walking, not yet understanding,
Beyond the shifting sand dunes.
At the crossroads by the river
Of fish glimmering, shimmering,
In a sliver of moonlight
Waits a boat of mist,
In a time that is no
Time,
In a place that is no place,
We walk before the dawn
In a land of gentle grace,
In a land of mist and stars.
As we climb a tilted rise,
There ahead a mountain looms alone,
Home of fir trees, of summer’s moss,
And winter’s cold,
Of crystal stone,
Eclipsed in silver wings of snow
Of thrice-weathered rocks,
Of beings old
Older than the earth – from long before,
Of grandfathers that go along on a bent cane,
In the time that never was – sure-footed, wise,
Beyond a fog-inducing year
Of history
Come unpinned,
In a land that will wait,
Just past the wooden post of the gate,
There, where an angel’s footstep shone
On the dark
Valley floor – benevolent,
And be waiting, for the dawn that breaks,
Transcendent,
For the golden eagles to lift into the clear sun,
Once more,
Into the deep blue,
To fly,
To cry,
To lift their sky-
Engulfing intent
In awakening days
Of lakes
And the white, waving wildflowers,
The rose-enchanted nettles,
That sing songs of ancient power
In the cool wind
Anew
Where Kamakshi,
The black, opalescent one, ringed in every mystery,
She who is mother of the forest,
Of springing deer
And sparkling fawn,
Of flocks of horned lark,
Of the long-billed curlew
Who tiptoes across
The water’s edge then turns to glance
Again at the light-calling pinion jays,
While Kamakshi gathers up her winged petals
Of joy
Anew,
Now to dance
In the bright-
Singing rain.
© Copyright, Sharon St Joan, 2022
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The Movement of Earth in Time The elements forever in play Leaves behind the traces Of what was once before The evolution, The erosion and reforming Creates the textures of a living earth
Texture of Tuesday -3 — antilandscaper
Thanks to Fred Pearce, who we normally link to at Yale e360, for The Forest Forecast, an article in the current issue of Science magazine: Climate change could lead to a net expansion of global forests. But will a more forested world actually be cooler? These are strange times for the Indigenous Nenets reindeer herders of […]
Will More Forests Cool The Planet Fast Enough? — Organikos
Wasps are one of the least appreciated creatures on the planet, but we have always suspected they deserve some respect. We just never investigated why that might be the case. So, our thanks to the Guardian for bringing this book to our attention in an article titled Why we should all love wasps: Wasps have […]
Learning To Appreciate Wasps — Organikos
The Holler has the best neighbors. (click/tap to enlarge) Check out the marvelous modeling mama, grosbeak! She is photogenic from every angle, and loves having her picture taken. She is a very friendly neighbor. The orioles, and acorn woodpeckers add a splash of color to the scene. Cheers to you from our Holler neighbors~
Neighbors~ —