It was the wee raccoon in the mouth of the larger raccoon that startled us.And then, the adept climbing of the mother that left us so in awe. Yesterday, in the same very trees, Jordan and I were delighted by the wood ducks living into their name. But today, it was the raccoon as she carried and then pushed her little baby into the hole...straining and striving to get the baby safely tucked away. What an amazing world. (I'm sorry my picture cannot do the story justice!)
And remember my comment about the "misnamed" red buds? I expected to retract my statement, because of discovering the literal red buds...that is, until, upon much closer scrutiny, Jordan realized it was a vine!!! taking over the redbud tree. Deceived, we were. 
And that provoked our longstanding conversation about the vines we observe, completely ingrained in trees, sucking the very life out of them it seems. And the verse we recall: the sin that so easily entangles us...
so we said death!! to the entangled vine. And tried to free a few bushes and trees in the meantime. As if that will do any good at all...
Meanwhile, we received the assault of beauty.
In fact, we reveled in it. Sunlight capturing every blade and petal.The trillium...
The bluebell...
The jack in
the pulpit...The springbeauty not quite open to the day...
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Yesterday's walk found us in awe over our first oriole sighting of the season. What an amazing spectacle.
What a glorious world
Thank you oh great Creator!!
3 comments:
What a glorious world, yes!!
But help me understand your choice of words when you write: "...the assault of beauty." To me, 'assault' is a term of violence. Beauty, it seems to me, is not violent, even if overwhelming or liminal. Likewise, I was a bit surprised to see you write that the sunlight "captured" every blade and petal. Did it not illumine, bless, and shine on every blade and petal?
Just wondering, eh. You know about me and words.
And yes, with you, I dwell in the 'glorious spectacle' of God's lavish creation.
Oh no. I can't defend my words to you.
But I'll try...by assault I meant not violence at all but rather something that is inescapable and not generated by one's self, and also assaulted like it hit us, the beauty was absolutely arresting, everywhere...perhaps it's not the best term, but I was really supposed to be doing homework, so, I may have been careless.
And by captured I mean like the capturing of one's heart, the sunlight grabbed every possible angle, as if one captured an expression perfectly.
I'm leaving that one as is because I think it fits! :-)
I love how you both love to mess with words!
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