Imagine there's no heaven It's easy if you try No hell below us Above us, only sky Imagine all the people Livin' for today Ah Imagine there's no countries It isn't hard to do Nothing to kill or die for And no religion, too Imagine all the people Livin' life in peace You You may say I'm a dreamer But I'm not the only one I hope someday you'll join us And the world will be as one Imagine no possessions I wonder if you can No need for greed or hunger A brotherhood of man Imagine all the people Sharing all the world You You may say I'm a dreamer But I'm not the only one I hope someday you'll join us And the world will live as one ~John Lennon
I photographed this Monarch on October 18 in my garden. We thought this was the last sighting of a Monarch for the season.
I get excited when these beautiful gifts begin to bloom in our garden beds. They ensure nearby plants have plenty of pollinators–bees and butterflies.
Soon they will look like this:
"A beautiful bouquet, Bruce," Susan said. "Some of the flowers are dying. "I'm going to pick them off. "And you can photograph them."
And I did And we dumped them in the compost pile. Beautiful there, too. Other flowers and coffee filters (I hope the filters are recyclable!). Later in the morning I tied up the clematis plants And filled the hummingbird feeder. Now we wait.
Birdwatching is similar to gardening. Patience. Patience. "Bruce," Susan called to me. "When are you going "To start "Pulling up the roots "In your garden?" Soon, I thought. It is Back-breaking work. Last week I rototilled the garden. "Eyes to future," Susan said. "You make everything beautiful, Bruce. "Could you do me a favor, please? "I emptied the corks out of the vase "Holding the petunias. "They were dying. "Could you set the corks aside? "For me?"
And for ten, maybe twenty, minutes I sat and stared at the garden While Freddy eat his bone. I saw the garden As it soon will be.
Susan and I were watching Rick Steves “France’s Loire: Valley of a Thousand Chateaux.”
It was a fascinating show illustrating both the beauty and opulence of the castles. Some of the castles facts are staggering:
- The biggest château in the region, Chambord, is huge — six times the size of your average Loire palace, more like a city than a château. It’s surrounded by Europe’s largest enclosed forest park, a lush game preserve teeming with wild deer and boar. It began as a simple hunting lodge for bored blue bloods. But starting in 1518, François I — with the help of 1,800 workmen over 15 years — made a few modest additions to create his “weekend retreat.”
- Only 80 of Chambord’s 440 high-ceilinged rooms are open to the public — and that’s plenty. To see what happens when you put 365 fireplaces in your house, climb up to the rooftop and wander through a forest of chimney spires.
- When the Revolution hit, in 1789, many palaces were trashed — some were even burned to the ground. But many survived. Some were lucky. Some had fast-talking owners with friends in high places. And others, like Cheverny, had a reputation for being good to their workers. And back then, a big part of château life included hunting — and still does. The marquis hunts twice a week in season. Feeding time for his hounds is 5:00 daily. The hounds — half English foxhound and half French Poitou — get worked up knowing red meat is on the way. The master moves them out, and spreads out the feast. The excitement is palpable. The trainer, who knows each of the 70 dogs by name, opens the gate and maintains discipline as the dogs gather at the concrete table. It’s an exercise in canine control. Finally, he gives the signal…and its chow time.
Susan asked me if I ever thought of living during another time as we watched the show. And I answered “I don’t think I have ever dreamed about living during another time. I am happy here and now.”
“But what about doing something in another time, Bruce?”
“Oh,” I said. “I think I would have enjoyed being an explorer, an adventurer. Margo Polo. Magellan. Francis Drake. Daniel Boone. Lewis and Clarke. Howard Carter. Jacque Cousteau. And if I was a woman: Isabella Bird, Sacagawea, Amelia Earhart, Nellie Bly, Beryl Markham. To name just a few, Susan.”
As I thought about adventure and exploration, I came to the conclusion:
“I am an explorer. I am an adventurer.”
On every hike I am always on an adventure. Here at Mt, Evans outside of Denver, Colorado:
When I work in my garden, I am always an explorer. Here, look at the beautiful black swallowtail butterfly I found in my garden:
If you listen you can hear the hummingbird’s wings as it hovers over a zinnia in my garden:
Look at the spider web I found in the park down the street from where we live:
Helen Keller said: “Life is either a daring adventure or nothing.”
I choose adventure!
I went looking for beauty and I found it in my garden.
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