NaturesOde

  Beautiful image from Yasmeen Hussain FB. Alberta Monarch. The morning mist creates Magical opportunity Knowing that I  Want to be here All shivering notwithstanding I scan distances Expecting him back today. Just like last visit. Binoculars at the ready. Listening with intent. There it is Upwind from me thankfully. My slow steps forward Are rewarded by his  High pitched bugle call. Women and young hidden  In their wisdom. Telephoto scanning the distances. Spotted now. Yes, so beautiful and Kingly. Wapiti Pre-sets all ready. Click click click. Our trip to Jasper AB.

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  Famous Kitchener/Doon Artist (1855-1936) Farm Boy schooling curtailed early following Father’s death. Working the family mill. Wandering Waterloo district countryside. Sketching. Little formal art training. Famous work entitled Pioneer Mill, acquired by Windsor Castle with the help of our Receiver General.  Trips overseas. Little success with postings in galleries, but only initially. For a time wondered if England or Scotland might become permanent home.  But No...Doon would always win out. Homer and Roxa happily adopted little Mary. Added gallery to the family home. Sister Phoebe and wife Roxa would play major roles. Roxa died during World War One. Years of adjustment through inactivity and understandable melancholy/depression. Commissioned to do war art, paying tribute to gallant efforts of Canadians (initially commissioned by Sir Sam Hughes.) Subsequent trips to Britain and Europe and friends and gallery owners brought back THE SPARK. A GOLDEN AGE of slap-dash colour work, with u

  How can it be so vast? Ranging with life. Food chain dictates the pace Pursuit and strife. Only enough to live That sets the toll. Men are the ones who kill Trophies their goal. When will the tooth and claw Settle in peace? Eleventh in Isaiah shows Paradise released.

  With thanks to Yasmeen Hussain, Pakistan

 

  He meets the Inuit Life-saving circumstance They envy his cash, back home Might buy rifles Transport Fuel or tools. But they have so much. Live through so much Happily, and often by children’s ways. They drum unto the stars Or setting Sun. Rhythm touching the Ground Profound. And every willing heart. They feel Creator’s Heart. So does he. In newfound Life and Purpose. Wolves watching With benevolence.

 

Friendship develops in an unlikely pair lost in the tundra, but not without purpose, day by day. The plane brought them there. Unselfishness got one out. A Snow Walker. A “brother” finally of Inuit and changed forever. From short story by Farley Mowat.

  By Jaap La Briejn Bird waited on that branch Bobbing with breeze Striking blue hunter Contrasts the trees. So hot this morn A dive just to cool But no, timing is set Timing must rule. The silver flash rises Some algae to taste Kingfisher plummets Nothing to waste. The MEAL in a moment Then back to that tree. Delightful, instant Symmetry.

  Much like a different country. Relaxed. Restorative.

  From Yasmeen Hussain

  thanks to Yasmeen Hussain, Facebook Group It is a comfort to them . To be facing in the same direction together; to walk astride; to be on the lookout for adventure; sporting their finest colours; strongly expecting that the Men are watching with intent.

  turning age 95; still playing with critters to inspire us all. With some awesome beast staring from behind his shoulder, the TV journalist explores the world of our fellow creations. Neither snake nor large primate nor giant tortoise will deter him, or halt the delightful narration. Thanks Sir David.