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“The Flower never had a to-do list, not one day of her life. She just pointed her whole self toward light.The rest took care of itself.” Chelan Harkin #BloomScrolling #Nature #PoppiesandPenstemon
May 20, 2026 at 9:48 PM
“The Flower never had a to-do list, not one day of her life. She just pointed her whole self toward light.The rest took care of itself.” Chelan Harkin #BloomScrolling #Nature #PoppiesandPenstemon
#BloomScrolling #Nature #FreeToBeHereNow
We are not here to fit in, be well balanced, or provide exempla for others. We are here to be eccentric, different, perhaps strange, perhaps merely to add our small piece, our little clunky, chunky selves, to the great mosaic of being. -James Hollis
We are not here to fit in, be well balanced, or provide exempla for others. We are here to be eccentric, different, perhaps strange, perhaps merely to add our small piece, our little clunky, chunky selves, to the great mosaic of being. -James Hollis
May 15, 2026 at 7:41 AM
#BloomScrolling #Nature #FreeToBeHereNow
We are not here to fit in, be well balanced, or provide exempla for others. We are here to be eccentric, different, perhaps strange, perhaps merely to add our small piece, our little clunky, chunky selves, to the great mosaic of being. -James Hollis
We are not here to fit in, be well balanced, or provide exempla for others. We are here to be eccentric, different, perhaps strange, perhaps merely to add our small piece, our little clunky, chunky selves, to the great mosaic of being. -James Hollis
This morning green fists of peonies are getting ready to break my heart as the sun rises and it strokes them with his old buttery fingers they open, all day under the shifty wind the flowers tip their fragrance to the air and rise gladly and lightly #MaryOliver #Peonies
#BloomScrolling #Nature
#BloomScrolling #Nature
May 9, 2026 at 8:40 AM
This morning green fists of peonies are getting ready to break my heart as the sun rises and it strokes them with his old buttery fingers they open, all day under the shifty wind the flowers tip their fragrance to the air and rise gladly and lightly #MaryOliver #Peonies
#BloomScrolling #Nature
#BloomScrolling #Nature
#SaturdaySerenade #BloomScrolling #Nature
"And this, our life, exempt from public haunt, finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, sermons in stones, and good in everything." - Will Shakespeare
"And this, our life, exempt from public haunt, finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, sermons in stones, and good in everything." - Will Shakespeare
May 9, 2026 at 8:21 AM
#SaturdaySerenade #BloomScrolling #Nature
"And this, our life, exempt from public haunt, finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, sermons in stones, and good in everything." - Will Shakespeare
"And this, our life, exempt from public haunt, finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, sermons in stones, and good in everything." - Will Shakespeare
Life's Circuitous Labyrinth Path
#BloomScrolling #Nature #PassionatePurpose #Gingko
A person's life purpose is nothing more than to rediscover, through the detours of art, or love, or passionate work, those one or two images in the presence of which his heart first opened. " - Albert Camus
#BloomScrolling #Nature #PassionatePurpose #Gingko
A person's life purpose is nothing more than to rediscover, through the detours of art, or love, or passionate work, those one or two images in the presence of which his heart first opened. " - Albert Camus
May 9, 2026 at 8:18 AM
Life's Circuitous Labyrinth Path
#BloomScrolling #Nature #PassionatePurpose #Gingko
A person's life purpose is nothing more than to rediscover, through the detours of art, or love, or passionate work, those one or two images in the presence of which his heart first opened. " - Albert Camus
#BloomScrolling #Nature #PassionatePurpose #Gingko
A person's life purpose is nothing more than to rediscover, through the detours of art, or love, or passionate work, those one or two images in the presence of which his heart first opened. " - Albert Camus
#BloomScrolling #May
#SaturdaySerenade
“This living flowing land is all there is, forever. We Are it, it sings through us. ”~Gary Snyder
#SaturdaySerenade
“This living flowing land is all there is, forever. We Are it, it sings through us. ”~Gary Snyder
May 2, 2026 at 7:21 AM
#BloomScrolling #May
#SaturdaySerenade
“This living flowing land is all there is, forever. We Are it, it sings through us. ”~Gary Snyder
#SaturdaySerenade
“This living flowing land is all there is, forever. We Are it, it sings through us. ”~Gary Snyder
Annie Dillard BDay #81
“When you walk across the fields with your mind pure and holy, then from all the stones, and all growing things, and all animals, the sparks of their soul come out and cling to you, and then they are purified and become a holy fire in you”
#BloomScrolling #Moonrise
#FireWithin
“When you walk across the fields with your mind pure and holy, then from all the stones, and all growing things, and all animals, the sparks of their soul come out and cling to you, and then they are purified and become a holy fire in you”
#BloomScrolling #Moonrise
#FireWithin
May 1, 2026 at 4:16 AM
Annie Dillard BDay #81
“When you walk across the fields with your mind pure and holy, then from all the stones, and all growing things, and all animals, the sparks of their soul come out and cling to you, and then they are purified and become a holy fire in you”
#BloomScrolling #Moonrise
#FireWithin
“When you walk across the fields with your mind pure and holy, then from all the stones, and all growing things, and all animals, the sparks of their soul come out and cling to you, and then they are purified and become a holy fire in you”
#BloomScrolling #Moonrise
#FireWithin
#BeHereNow
#BreatheHereNow
"The Past means nothing to true Love, for Love can only breathe in this very moment. All else is only past exhalations.
The oxygen of Love is in the now… as is cherishing, whatever it is one is called to cherish." ~ Dr. Clarissa Pinkola Estes
#BloomScrolling #Nature
#BreatheHereNow
"The Past means nothing to true Love, for Love can only breathe in this very moment. All else is only past exhalations.
The oxygen of Love is in the now… as is cherishing, whatever it is one is called to cherish." ~ Dr. Clarissa Pinkola Estes
#BloomScrolling #Nature
April 30, 2026 at 8:31 AM
#BeHereNow
#BreatheHereNow
"The Past means nothing to true Love, for Love can only breathe in this very moment. All else is only past exhalations.
The oxygen of Love is in the now… as is cherishing, whatever it is one is called to cherish." ~ Dr. Clarissa Pinkola Estes
#BloomScrolling #Nature
#BreatheHereNow
"The Past means nothing to true Love, for Love can only breathe in this very moment. All else is only past exhalations.
The oxygen of Love is in the now… as is cherishing, whatever it is one is called to cherish." ~ Dr. Clarissa Pinkola Estes
#BloomScrolling #Nature
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Planting one million trees to cool a desert city - Writers On The Range writersontherange.org/planting-one...
Planting one million trees to cool a desert city - Writers On The Range
Tucson lies in the heart of the Sonoran Desert where summers are serious business. In 2024, a record-breaking 112 days...
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April 27, 2026 at 5:18 PM
Planting one million trees to cool a desert city - Writers On The Range writersontherange.org/planting-one...
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Dismantling the U.S. Forest Service harms public lands and communities - #publiclands || writersontherange.org/dismantling-...
Dismantling the U.S. Forest Service harms public lands and communities - Writers On The Range
When I led the Bureau of Land Management under President Biden, the hardest part of my job was reassembling the...
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April 27, 2026 at 5:09 PM
Dismantling the U.S. Forest Service harms public lands and communities - #publiclands || writersontherange.org/dismantling-...
#PoeticSpring
#CherryBlossoms #BloomScrolling
pink blossoms, blue skies
Wind and rain leave the ground covered
Soon April moves on
…mere-et-filles
#CherryBlossoms #BloomScrolling
pink blossoms, blue skies
Wind and rain leave the ground covered
Soon April moves on
…mere-et-filles
April 27, 2026 at 5:32 PM
#PoeticSpring
#CherryBlossoms #BloomScrolling
pink blossoms, blue skies
Wind and rain leave the ground covered
Soon April moves on
…mere-et-filles
#CherryBlossoms #BloomScrolling
pink blossoms, blue skies
Wind and rain leave the ground covered
Soon April moves on
…mere-et-filles
#BloomScrolling #Nature
Each world bears all the worlds we might find within it. To understand one outcropping of stone, one wildflower, one hummingbird, seeing the tracery of cause and effect, the mystery of change and recreation, leads to everything we see, and everything we are.
- S. Nightingale
Each world bears all the worlds we might find within it. To understand one outcropping of stone, one wildflower, one hummingbird, seeing the tracery of cause and effect, the mystery of change and recreation, leads to everything we see, and everything we are.
- S. Nightingale
April 27, 2026 at 4:49 PM
#BloomScrolling #Nature
Each world bears all the worlds we might find within it. To understand one outcropping of stone, one wildflower, one hummingbird, seeing the tracery of cause and effect, the mystery of change and recreation, leads to everything we see, and everything we are.
- S. Nightingale
Each world bears all the worlds we might find within it. To understand one outcropping of stone, one wildflower, one hummingbird, seeing the tracery of cause and effect, the mystery of change and recreation, leads to everything we see, and everything we are.
- S. Nightingale
In Japanese folklore, Wisteria vines are sometimes depicted as weakening a demon's power. #BloomScrolling #April #Nature
April 19, 2026 at 7:41 AM
In Japanese folklore, Wisteria vines are sometimes depicted as weakening a demon's power. #BloomScrolling #April #Nature
Spring air.
Nobody knows
how it appears and disappears.
The sun opens its eyes:
Sprouts shoot in my thoughts.
Air more than leaves,
a flutter barely green,
they turn for a moment and scatter.
Time weighs a little less.
I breathe.
-- Octavio Paz
#BloomScrolling #PoeticNature
Nobody knows
how it appears and disappears.
The sun opens its eyes:
Sprouts shoot in my thoughts.
Air more than leaves,
a flutter barely green,
they turn for a moment and scatter.
Time weighs a little less.
I breathe.
-- Octavio Paz
#BloomScrolling #PoeticNature
April 19, 2026 at 7:36 AM
Spring air.
Nobody knows
how it appears and disappears.
The sun opens its eyes:
Sprouts shoot in my thoughts.
Air more than leaves,
a flutter barely green,
they turn for a moment and scatter.
Time weighs a little less.
I breathe.
-- Octavio Paz
#BloomScrolling #PoeticNature
Nobody knows
how it appears and disappears.
The sun opens its eyes:
Sprouts shoot in my thoughts.
Air more than leaves,
a flutter barely green,
they turn for a moment and scatter.
Time weighs a little less.
I breathe.
-- Octavio Paz
#BloomScrolling #PoeticNature
Do Not Fear Blooming Boldly
“Fear is a natural reaction to moving closer to the truth” -Pema Chödrön
“Freeing yourself was one thing, claiming ownership of that freed self was another.”
- Toni Morrison
#BloomScrolling #PoeticNature
“Fear is a natural reaction to moving closer to the truth” -Pema Chödrön
“Freeing yourself was one thing, claiming ownership of that freed self was another.”
- Toni Morrison
#BloomScrolling #PoeticNature
April 16, 2026 at 7:45 PM
Do Not Fear Blooming Boldly
“Fear is a natural reaction to moving closer to the truth” -Pema Chödrön
“Freeing yourself was one thing, claiming ownership of that freed self was another.”
- Toni Morrison
#BloomScrolling #PoeticNature
“Fear is a natural reaction to moving closer to the truth” -Pema Chödrön
“Freeing yourself was one thing, claiming ownership of that freed self was another.”
- Toni Morrison
#BloomScrolling #PoeticNature
#BloomScrolling #PoeticNature #AppleBlossoms #April
"How far are you from me,
O Fruit?
I am hidden in your heart,
O Flower."
- Robindranath Tagore,
Bengali poet
"How far are you from me,
O Fruit?
I am hidden in your heart,
O Flower."
- Robindranath Tagore,
Bengali poet
April 15, 2026 at 11:57 PM
#BloomScrolling #PoeticNature #AppleBlossoms #April
"How far are you from me,
O Fruit?
I am hidden in your heart,
O Flower."
- Robindranath Tagore,
Bengali poet
"How far are you from me,
O Fruit?
I am hidden in your heart,
O Flower."
- Robindranath Tagore,
Bengali poet
Walt Whitman: Lincoln’s Death
"When lilacs last in the door-yard bloom’d, And the great star early droop’d in the western sky in the night, I mourn’d, and yet shall mourn with ever-returning spring." Shot April 14, 1865, died April 15, 1865
#BloomScrolling #PoeticApril #Nature #SpringLilacs
"When lilacs last in the door-yard bloom’d, And the great star early droop’d in the western sky in the night, I mourn’d, and yet shall mourn with ever-returning spring." Shot April 14, 1865, died April 15, 1865
#BloomScrolling #PoeticApril #Nature #SpringLilacs
April 15, 2026 at 3:04 AM
Walt Whitman: Lincoln’s Death
"When lilacs last in the door-yard bloom’d, And the great star early droop’d in the western sky in the night, I mourn’d, and yet shall mourn with ever-returning spring." Shot April 14, 1865, died April 15, 1865
#BloomScrolling #PoeticApril #Nature #SpringLilacs
"When lilacs last in the door-yard bloom’d, And the great star early droop’d in the western sky in the night, I mourn’d, and yet shall mourn with ever-returning spring." Shot April 14, 1865, died April 15, 1865
#BloomScrolling #PoeticApril #Nature #SpringLilacs
- Will Shakespeare
“From you have I been absent in the Spring, When proud-pied April, dressed in all his trim, Hath put a spirit of youth in everything, That heavy Saturn laughed and leaped with him.”
#BloomScrolling #PoeticNature #Spring
“From you have I been absent in the Spring, When proud-pied April, dressed in all his trim, Hath put a spirit of youth in everything, That heavy Saturn laughed and leaped with him.”
#BloomScrolling #PoeticNature #Spring
April 14, 2026 at 7:53 AM
- Will Shakespeare
“From you have I been absent in the Spring, When proud-pied April, dressed in all his trim, Hath put a spirit of youth in everything, That heavy Saturn laughed and leaped with him.”
#BloomScrolling #PoeticNature #Spring
“From you have I been absent in the Spring, When proud-pied April, dressed in all his trim, Hath put a spirit of youth in everything, That heavy Saturn laughed and leaped with him.”
#BloomScrolling #PoeticNature #Spring
Anais Nin: “Life is a process of becoming, a combination of states we have to go through. Where people fail is that they wish to elect a state and remain in it. This is a kind of death. Perfection is static, and I am in full progress”
#BloomScrolling #Hellebore #TruthAndBeauty #PoeticNature
#BloomScrolling #Hellebore #TruthAndBeauty #PoeticNature
April 14, 2026 at 7:26 AM
Anais Nin: “Life is a process of becoming, a combination of states we have to go through. Where people fail is that they wish to elect a state and remain in it. This is a kind of death. Perfection is static, and I am in full progress”
#BloomScrolling #Hellebore #TruthAndBeauty #PoeticNature
#BloomScrolling #Hellebore #TruthAndBeauty #PoeticNature
“Nothing happens in which you are not entangled in a secret manner, for everything has ordered itself around you and plays your innermost. The stars whisper your deepest mysteries to you, and the soft valleys of the earth rescue you in a motherly womb" Jung: The Red Book #BloomScrolling #Nature
April 14, 2026 at 7:14 AM
“Nothing happens in which you are not entangled in a secret manner, for everything has ordered itself around you and plays your innermost. The stars whisper your deepest mysteries to you, and the soft valleys of the earth rescue you in a motherly womb" Jung: The Red Book #BloomScrolling #Nature
“Magnolia you sweet thing,
You’re driving me Wild” J.J. Kale
Magnolias existed ~
Before dinosaurs roamed the Earth…
Before Homosapiens…
Before Honeybees…
Beauty finds a way…
#BloomScrolling #TruthAndBeauty #Nature
You’re driving me Wild” J.J. Kale
Magnolias existed ~
Before dinosaurs roamed the Earth…
Before Homosapiens…
Before Honeybees…
Beauty finds a way…
#BloomScrolling #TruthAndBeauty #Nature
April 14, 2026 at 7:11 AM
“Magnolia you sweet thing,
You’re driving me Wild” J.J. Kale
Magnolias existed ~
Before dinosaurs roamed the Earth…
Before Homosapiens…
Before Honeybees…
Beauty finds a way…
#BloomScrolling #TruthAndBeauty #Nature
You’re driving me Wild” J.J. Kale
Magnolias existed ~
Before dinosaurs roamed the Earth…
Before Homosapiens…
Before Honeybees…
Beauty finds a way…
#BloomScrolling #TruthAndBeauty #Nature
Trilliums: Mary Oliver
Every spring
among
the ambiguities
of childhood
the hillsides grew white
with the wild trilliums.
I believed in the world.
Oh, I wanted
to be easy
in the peopled kingdoms,
to take my place there,
but there was none.
#BloomScrolling #Spring #PoeticNature
Every spring
among
the ambiguities
of childhood
the hillsides grew white
with the wild trilliums.
I believed in the world.
Oh, I wanted
to be easy
in the peopled kingdoms,
to take my place there,
but there was none.
#BloomScrolling #Spring #PoeticNature
April 14, 2026 at 7:08 AM
Trilliums: Mary Oliver
Every spring
among
the ambiguities
of childhood
the hillsides grew white
with the wild trilliums.
I believed in the world.
Oh, I wanted
to be easy
in the peopled kingdoms,
to take my place there,
but there was none.
#BloomScrolling #Spring #PoeticNature
Every spring
among
the ambiguities
of childhood
the hillsides grew white
with the wild trilliums.
I believed in the world.
Oh, I wanted
to be easy
in the peopled kingdoms,
to take my place there,
but there was none.
#BloomScrolling #Spring #PoeticNature
#BloomScrolling #Nature
#PoetryMonth
#MondayMood
Today I’m flying low
not saying a word
letting all the voodoos
of ambition sleep.
Taking the day off.
Quiet as a feather.
I hardly move though really
I’m traveling a terrific distance.
Stillness. One of the doors
into the temple.
-Mary Oliver
#PoetryMonth
#MondayMood
Today I’m flying low
not saying a word
letting all the voodoos
of ambition sleep.
Taking the day off.
Quiet as a feather.
I hardly move though really
I’m traveling a terrific distance.
Stillness. One of the doors
into the temple.
-Mary Oliver
April 13, 2026 at 5:16 PM
#BloomScrolling #Nature
#PoetryMonth
#MondayMood
Today I’m flying low
not saying a word
letting all the voodoos
of ambition sleep.
Taking the day off.
Quiet as a feather.
I hardly move though really
I’m traveling a terrific distance.
Stillness. One of the doors
into the temple.
-Mary Oliver
#PoetryMonth
#MondayMood
Today I’m flying low
not saying a word
letting all the voodoos
of ambition sleep.
Taking the day off.
Quiet as a feather.
I hardly move though really
I’m traveling a terrific distance.
Stillness. One of the doors
into the temple.
-Mary Oliver
#BeHereNow #BloomScrolling
#AprilShowers #PoeticNature
“Fearlessness is what love seeks... Such fearlessness exists only in the complete calm that can no longer be shaken by events expected of the future... Hence the only valid tense is the Present, the Now.” -Hannah Arendt
#AprilShowers #PoeticNature
“Fearlessness is what love seeks... Such fearlessness exists only in the complete calm that can no longer be shaken by events expected of the future... Hence the only valid tense is the Present, the Now.” -Hannah Arendt
April 13, 2026 at 4:49 PM
#BeHereNow #BloomScrolling
#AprilShowers #PoeticNature
“Fearlessness is what love seeks... Such fearlessness exists only in the complete calm that can no longer be shaken by events expected of the future... Hence the only valid tense is the Present, the Now.” -Hannah Arendt
#AprilShowers #PoeticNature
“Fearlessness is what love seeks... Such fearlessness exists only in the complete calm that can no longer be shaken by events expected of the future... Hence the only valid tense is the Present, the Now.” -Hannah Arendt
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With deep concern about the deconstruction of the Forest Service and turning the wilds into a commodity, I was reminded early this morning of this from Eihei Dogen: “Mountains and waters right now are the actualization of the ancient Buddha way.”
April 11, 2026 at 1:00 PM
With deep concern about the deconstruction of the Forest Service and turning the wilds into a commodity, I was reminded early this morning of this from Eihei Dogen: “Mountains and waters right now are the actualization of the ancient Buddha way.”