Sunset at Pier 60 "Meeting at Midnight"

 

 

These photos were taken at Pier 60, Clearwater, Florida.  I seldom get an opportunity to take pictures at the Gulf side of the state.  It was gorgeous with sea gulls flying against the sunset. 

A favorite poet of mine is Robert Browning.  Robert Browning wrote Meeting At Night in 1845 while he was courting Elizabeth Barrett. The two exchanged many love letters and secretly eloped in 1846, despite her father's protests. Browning's urgent love for Elizabeth is clearly expressed in this poem, and it is considered the most sensual poem that he had written up to that point. As you read it, notice how he uses your senses of sight, smell, sound, and touch to help convey his passion and excitement as he travels by boat during the night to secretly see his beloved.

 

Meeting at Midnight

By Robert Browning

 

I

The grey sea and the long black land;

And the yellow half-moon large and low;

And the startled little waves that leap

In fiery ringlets from their sleep,

As I gain the cove with pushing prow,

And quench its speed i' the slushy sand.

 II

Then a mile of warm sea-scented beach;

Three fields to cross till a farm appears;

A tap at the pane, the quick sharp scratch

And blue spurt of a lighted match,

And a voice less loud, thro' its joys and fears,

Than the two hearts beating each to each!

 

Elizabeth Barrett Browning wrote one of the most famous love poems of all time.

 

How do I love Thee?

SONNET #43

 

    How do I love thee?

    Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of Being and ideal Grace.
I love thee to the level of everyday's
Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light.
I love thee freely, as men strive for Right;
I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise.
I love thee with the passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints – I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life! – and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.

 

  

At Pellicer Creek "To Be One with Each Other"

To Be One with Each Other
by George Eliot

"What greater thing is there for two human souls
than to feel that they are joined together to strengthen
each other in all labor, to minister to each other in all sorrow,
to share with each other in all gladness,
to be one with each other in the
silent unspoken memories?"



 Mary Anne Evans (22 November 1819 – 22 December 1880), was better known by her pen name George Eliot.  She was an English novelist and one of the leading writers of the Victorian era. Her novels, largely set in provincial England, are well known for their realism and psychological insight.

She used a male pen name to ensure that her works were taken seriously. Female authors published freely under their own names, but Eliot wanted to ensure that she was not seen as merely a writer of romances.

"Give All to Love"

These pictures are from Princess Park Preserve.  I like to express the beauty of my photos with poems and literary work.  "Give All to Love" is a poem written by Ralph Waldo Emerson about giving everything to love.  It is also about the death of his wife and he still loved her with all his heart and he shows his love every day.
"Give All to Love" is a poem written by Ralph Waldo Emerson. This poem is about giving everything to love. However, it's also about the death of his wife. He speaks of this with the lines "As a self of purer clay, / Tho' her parting dims the day, / Stealing grace from all alive,". However, he still loves her with all his heart. He shows his love every day and obeys his hearts true love for everything around him.

Read more about Give All to Love by Ralph Waldo Emerson Analysis & Poem by www.poemofquotes.com

Give All to Love" is a poem written by Ralph Waldo Emerson. This poem is about giving everything to love. However, it's also about the death of his wife. He speaks of this with the lines "As a self of purer clay, / Tho' her parting dims the day, / Stealing grace from all alive,". However, he still loves her with all his heart. He shows his love every day and obeys his hearts true love for everything around him

Read more about Give All to Love by Ralph Waldo Emerson Analysis & Poem by www.poemofquotes.com

Give All to Love
by Ralph Waldo Emerson

Give all to love;

Obey thy heart;

Friends, kindred, days,

Estate, good-fame,

Plans, credit and the Muse,—

Nothing refuse.

’T is a brave master;

Let it have scope:

Follow it utterly,

Hope beyond hope:

High and more high

It dives into noon,

With wing unspent,

Untold intent:

But it is a god,

Knows its own path

And the outlets of the sky.

It was never for the mean;

It requireth courage stout.

Souls above doubt,

Valor unbending,

It will reward,—

They shall return

More than they were,

And ever ascending.

Leave all for love;

Yet, hear me, yet,

One word more thy heart behoved,

One pulse more of firm endeavor,—

Keep thee to-day,

To-morrow, forever,

Free as an Arab

Of thy beloved.

Cling with life to the maid;

But when the surprise,

First vague shadow of surmise

Flits across her bosom young,

Of a joy apart from thee,

Free be she, fancy-free;

Nor thou detain her vesture’s hem,

Nor the palest rose she flung

From her summer diadem.

Though thou loved her as thyself,

As a self of purer clay,

Though her parting dims the day,

Stealing grace from all alive;

Heartily know,

When half-gods go,   

The gods arrive.

Still Waters Run Deep

 

These pictures were taken outside of Ocilla Georgia. The trees are standing in shallow but still water.  I don't know how deep the lake is but the old saying is "Still waters run deep."  A person's calm exterior often conceals great depths of character, just as the deepest streams can have the smoothest surfaces.

"The purposes of a person's heart are deep waters, but one who has insight draws them out..." Proverbs 20

The Snow Maiden

 

I call the snow covered trees the snow maidens of the Smoky Mountains for the beauty of the white delicate snow flakes that cover their branches. We have a snow maiden in our family who has a delicate beautiful soul that she needs to discover. 

 

The Snow Maiden

 

The Snow cascaded, swirled and blew,

In the Magical Kingdom

Of The Land of Snow;

Amidst The snow flakes and fairies,

The Snow Maiden dances,

Twirling on pointed toes

From moonbeam to shadow;

Her silhouette we follow

From forest to meadow;

Snow and Ice are her friends,

The coated white earth is her floor;

Center stage from heaven

The stars shine on her,

Seeking no other;

She is The Snow Maiden

Graceful and Fair,

In her fairy white dress

With star light in her hair;

Delicate and graceful

From finger tip to toe,

She's eloquent to behold;

Her eyes sparkles like Crystals

Amidst the snow fairies and sprites

She waltzes in solace

With mystical delight;

From winter's breath she came

Twirling and dancing in the chilled air;

Through the forest and the fields

The wind whispers her name,

Brilliant and translucent...Crystal

The maiden of heaven's white veil.

 

by PL Fallin

 

"Hope Is the Thing With Flower Petals"

I wanted to start off 2015 with my beautiful Hibiscus flowers that grew in my container garden last fall.  I hope to see a rebirth this spring. I don't have a green thumb so they have to survive the crazy Florida weather from hot to cold and from thunderstorms to droughts.  I enjoy these flowers in the mornings when they opened their blooms and at night when they went to sleep.  They give me hope of a new day, a new beginning and peace in the evenings.  Emily Dickinson says "Hope Is The Thing With Feathers."  I say "Hope Is The Thing With Flower Petals."

Hope Is The Thing With Feathers
By Emily Dickinson (1830 - 1886)

"Hope" is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul
And sings the tune without words
And never stops - at all

And sweetest - in the Gale- is heard
And sore must be the storm
That could abash the little Bird
That kept so any warm

I've heart it in the chilliest land
And on the strangest Sea
Yet - never - in Extremity,
It asked a crumb  - of me.

Dairy of a Sunset

 

It was a cloudy afternoon so I wanted to take photos of the sun setting over the marsh at Matanzas River.  Naturally, the clouds drifted away and became sparse as the sun was going down behind the trees in the distance.  There was a lot of birds in flight across the marsh and several sail boats had dock for the evening.  I like the scenery of the birds flying across the horizon against the sun.  There are sail boats at opposite ends of the sunset and the marsh reflected a reddish glow. 

Brasstown Bald Mountain

 

 

In November, we drove to the top of Brasstown Bald Mountain which is located in the Chattahoochee-Oconee National Forest.  Brasstown Bald rises 4,784 feet above sea level and the observation deck offers a beautiful view of four state areas.  It is Georgia's highest mountain and is part of the Southern Appalachians.

A Pine Mountain Christmas

 

 

 

 

Christmas is over but the memories will linger of family time in front of the fireplace.  Grandma and granddaughters enjoying each others company with Peanut, grandma's beloved dog.  A southern Christmas without snow but cold enough for a nice warm fire throughout the evening.  A relax time with bare feet and PJ's, laughter and just the joy of being together. 

Scarlett "Let Your Light Shine"

Children are made with special gifts and talents and are the potential lights of the world and can make it a better place.  The Lord said to his disciples, "You are the light of the world.  A city set on a hill cannot be hid.  Nor do men light a lamp and put it under a bushel, but on a stand, and it gives light to all in the house.  Let your light shine before men so that they may see your good works..."  For the Christmas Season, Scarlett is letting her light shine or should I say her "Lights" shine.  She is definitely the light in our world and her family's Christmas Tree is glowing from the touch of her tiny fingers.  Merry Christmas to Scarlett with much love! 

Children's Express Theatre Presents "Charlie Brown's Christmas Tales"

The Children's Express Theatre Presents "Charlie Brown's Christmas Tales" this Wednesday, at 6:00 p.m.  At Shores UMC on 714 Shores Blvd., St. Augustine, Florida.  Admission is free!  Afterwards, everyone is invited for refreshments at the Education Building.
The Express Theatre will also be performing at several other locations in St. Augustine as Outreach to people in assistant living facilities.  On Friday, December 19 at 6:30 p.m. they will be performing at BayView, 161 Marine Street.  Saturday, December 20 at 6:30 p.m. they will be performing at Allegro, 1101 Plantation Island Dr.

"Pleasure in The Pathless Woods"

These are random photos of different rivers and woods I took at Deep Creek and within the Smoky Mountain Park.  It was approaching sunset and the orange glow within the trees is from the sun rays hitting the mountain side in the background.  I took over thousand pictures on this trip and only used a select few to post on this blog.  The mountains and forest with its many rivers and waterfalls brings me great pleasure.  Lord Byron describes my feelings of nature best...excerpt from "The Deep Sea."

"There is a pleasure in the pathless woods,
There is a rapture on the lonely shore,
There is society, where none intrudes,
By the deep sea, and music in its roar:
I love not man less, but Nature more
From these our interviews, in which I steal
From all I may be, or have been before,
To mingle with the Universe, and feel
What I can ne'er express, yet cannot all conceal."

By Lord Byron

Author George Gordon Byron [1788-1824] quote 'I can never get people to understand that poetry is the expression of excited passion, and that there is no such thing as a life of passion any more than a continuous earthquake, or an eternal fever.' 

"Tumbling Waters" Amicalola Falls

 

We hike the trail up to the falls and drove to the top level and walked the trail with the deck in front of the falls.  There was no way I could get a complete shot of the falls.  Amicalola Falls State Park is an 829 acre Georgia state park located between Ellijay and Dahlonega in Dawsonville, Georgia. The park's name is derived from a Cherokee language word meaning "tumbling waters".

Poole's Mill Bridge

 

Poole's Mill Bridge is a historic century-old wooden covered bridge crossing over Settendown Creek in Forsyth County, Georgia. Circa 1820 Cherokee Chief George Welch constructed a grist mill, saw mill, and a simple open bridge at the site on this tributary of the Etowah River. Welch continued to run and maintain the mills and bridge until the Cherokee removal in 1838.  The bridge is located in Ball Ground, Georgia.  It is now converted to a park where locals can go swimming. From the photos you can see how crooked the bridge is.