wild comfort

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apple blossoms ~ 5.10.13 ~ Storrs, Connecticut

The bottom may drop out of my life, what I trusted may fall away completely, leaving me astonished and shaken. But still, sticky leaves emerge from bud scales that curl off the tree as the sun crosses the sky. Darkness pools and drains away, and the curve of the new moon points to the place the sun will rise again. There is wild comfort in the cycles and the intersecting circles, the rotations and revolutions, the growing and ebbing of this beautiful and strangely trustworthy world.
~ Kathleen Dean Moore
(Wild Comfort: The Solace of Nature)

12 thoughts on “wild comfort”

  1. What comforting words these are ~ the world does go on, regardless. And I’m sure you are thrilled to see the apple blossoms after your long cold winter, Barbara. 🙂

    1. Thank you, Joanne. I actually took this photo a year ago when the bottom had dropped out of my life. The simple beauty of these blossoms in my father’s back yard brought me so much comfort then. 🙂

    1. It’s so true, nature heals and teaches when we pay attention. Connecticut is finally green again!

    1. Thank you, Diane! I’ve been having a pleasant spring day catching up with everyone in the blogosphere. ♥

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