Posted in Birds, The Salt Marsh Trail, tagged awakening, dawn, eagle, geese, Inspiration, nature, Nova Scotia, sunrise on December 8, 2010|
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Yesterday’s spectacular sunrise was a welcome sight after the storm experienced on Monday. But today’s seemed at least as awesome. The accompanying chatter of Canada geese made both displays especially memorable.
I wonder if geese and other wild creatures take note of the beauty around them. When migrating geese wake up to rainy skies do they feel the same as they do when they awaken to a beautiful sunrise?
One thing’s for sure: clearer skies do improve visibility. But even if the eagle’s eyes have difficulty seeing in the rain or fog, I doubt if there are any complaints about it. Though the storms of life may slow them down, eagles still hunt and geese still migrate, regardless of the weather. Like the wild birds, our ability to wake up and get to the work set before us should not depend so much on external factors.
Your vision will become clear only when you can look into your own heart. Who looks outside, dreams; who looks inside, awakens.
However, there’s nothing like a beautiful sunrise to breathe new hope into the day that lies ahead.
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Posted in Natural Phenomena, Seashore, tagged Canada - Nova Scotia, eagle, Emily Dickinson, fog, magic, mist, mystery, nature, Seashore, webs on August 6, 2009|
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Mist and fog are part of life in Nova Scotia. They soften the corners and edges of things or reduce visibility to the extent that things disappear altogether. What lingers beyond the limits of our vision is distorted and enhanced by our imagination.
Let us go in, the fog is rising.
~ Emily Dickinson
Mist is usually lower to the ground while fog is higher and denser. Along the shore, their effects are compounded with sea spray. Even when it’s not raining, you can get soaked just by walking through these ground-level clouds.
It’s not unusual to see clouds run down the road. Mist moves. Like everything else in nature, it’s dynamic and full of surprises. Often, blue skies and sunshine lie in wait behind the fog. Sometimes it reveals that which is otherwise overlooked. Here the mist betrays the outlines of spider webs on spruce trees.
Like the darkness, fog provides a cover for predators. A Bald Eagle looks over the salt marsh from the top of a tree. Is its hunting ability impaired or enhanced by the fog? Perhaps a little of both.
Mist is also a veil that separates the worlds of man and faerie. It is mystery and magic itself. Its greatest trick is in making us believe that everything is in a fog except us. Because we can see clearly a few feet ahead of us, we surmise that we are alone in our clarity. Yet we are just as much wrapped in fog and mist as everyone and everything else in our surroundings.
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