It’s been several months since my last post, so my 60th birthday (!!) seems an opportune time to resume what I hope turns out to be a return to more regular posting. Yesterday morning, my goddaughter Robin reminded me of a post I made, back in March of 2017, highlighting Walt Whitman’s “Song of the Open Road”, from his Leaves of Grass. As a birthday present, she’d chosen one of the lines I’d highlighted, “All seems beautiful to me” and had it inscribed on a mug. She explained, “I hadn’t read that poem before reading your blog and that line really jumped out at me because you find the beauty in so many things…”
As the blog’s tagline notes, this has been a forum for my appreciation of beauty in all of its guises. Today, as I begin my journey into a new year, I celebrate scenery encountered on my neighborhood walks throughout 2021. It won’t surprise anyone who knows me well to see that 1) water and 2) early AM/late afternoon hours predominate.
To quote another fine American poet, John Greenleaf Whittier:
Beauty seen is never lost…
Closing with more lines from Whitman’s “Song of the Open Road”…
The earth never tires,
The earth is rude, silent, incomprehensible at first, Nature is rude and incomprehensible at first,
Be not discouraged, keep on, there are divine things well envelop’d,
I swear to you there are divine things more beautiful than words can tell.