They’re back…



Atlantic Brant’s are back for a pit stop before heading north. More pictures from this morning’s walk here.

If you’ve never heard the call of an Atlantic Brant, listen here. “The Atlantic brant makes a low, guttural ruk-ruk sound, and its call pattern is flat, rising, and undulating. Brant also make a guttural crrrronk when flying or on the ground, and a shorter, sharper cruk alarm call. (via Google)”

Lightly Child, Lightly.

One thing is certain, and I have always known it — the joys of my life have nothing to do with age. They do not change. Flowers, the morning and evening light, music, poetry, silence,

May Sarton, from At Seventy: A Journal


Notes:

  1. DK photo @ 6:13 am, January 10, 2024, Cove Island Park, Stamford, CT. 51° F in January! More photos from yesterday morning’s walk here.
  2. Post Title & Inspiration: Aldous Huxley: “It’s dark because you are trying too hard. Lightly child, lightly. Learn to do everything lightly. Yes, feel lightly even though you’re feeling deeply. Just lightly let things happen and lightly cope with them.

There are sights too beautiful to swallow. They stay on the rim of the eye; it cannot contain them.



DK Photo @ 6:25 am, 31° F, Wednesday, November 15, 2023. Cove Island Park, Stamford, CT. More photos from this morning’s walk here.

Post title by Olivia Laing, To the River: A Journey Beneath the Surface

Monday Morning Wake-Up Call

I don’t know what the point is to life, but in the early quiet and the softness of the morning, I am at peace with not knowing.

Gabriel Andreas, @storypeople, Facebook, July 29 2020


Notes:

DK Photo, November 6, 2023 at 6:00 am. More photos from this morning’s walk here. Quote Source: Jules of Nature

Walking. So you’re telling me there’s a chance!

4:15 a.m. A rare, deep REM zone disturbed. It’s Wally, giving me kisses, his signal for Dad to take him out. I look up at him, smile, scratch him under his chin. Sigh. An 18.5 lb bundle of pure joy, at any and every hour.

I bring Wally out and back, skooch him under the covers. He nuzzles up to Mom, makes 2 tight loops to find that perfect spot, and he settles in. I slide out of the room, shutting the door gently behind me.

Weather app reads out 98% cloud cover with 70% chance of rain, with more of the same for the rest of the day.. The likelihood of getting any worthy shots this morning are low (very), with gravity pulling me back to bed, the covers, and Wally. Go back to bed. Go back to bed. Go back to bed.

The moment takes me back to the movie Dumb & Dumber when Lloyd (Jeff Daniels) asks Jim Carrey if he’s got any chance to end up with Lauren Holly, and Carrey says he’s got  a one-in-a-million shot. Lloyd (aka Dumber), excited, responds  with “So you’re telling me there’s a chance!”

There’s a chance.

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