Seeing the world as the flowers see it

On Klahane Ridge:

Hurricane Ridge road: our “road to work” in summer.

Up switch back, on Victor Pass we look down on the Strait of Juan de Fuca.

While  it’s warm and calm up on the mountains, the ocean is often covered with a blanket of fog this time of summer.

 

But the mountains are free. Mt. Olympus is calling in the distance and luring with its glistening snow fields.

Mt. Baker, far away to the north.

Up on Klahane Ridge  the snow is only gone for a week or so, the flowers are just coming out.

Lying on the meadows up there you can see the world as the flowers see it.

A gentle breeze is carrying the fragrance of summer over the ridge, the bees are working over time. We don’t go very far today, just lie there in the sun. A herd of mountain goats comes by and says hello, the babies play on the snow fields. Below on the Strait, the fog lingers all day.

The deer walk by enjoying the day as well.

Have you ever tried to enter

the long black branches? 

by Mary Oliver

(Excerpt)

 Have you ever tried to enter the long black branches of other lives –

tried to imagine what the crisp fringes, full of honey,

hanging from the branches of the young locust tree, in early summer,

feel like?

Do you think this world is only an entertainment for you?

Never to enter the sea and notice how the water divides with perfect courtesy,

to let you in!

Never to lie down with the grass, as though you were the grass!

Never to leap to the air as you open your wings over the dark acorn of your heart!

No wonder we hear, in your mournful voice, the complaint

that something is missing from your life!

 * * *

The Indian Paintbrushes are in bloom now.

The paintbrushes are full of nectar.

You can pull out parts of the flower…

… and do what the bees do, suck them out.

It is sweeter than honey!

Hurricane Ridge road in summer ecstasy.

* * *

The cow parsnip up there is also late this year.

Now the insects can finally feast on them.

A beetle lands on Parvin’s shoe.

* * *

This is Parvin’s pillow, she rests there each time…

* * *

For more on our mountains summers  click (here) and (here).

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                                            Klaus Aug. 21. 2011

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2 Responses to Seeing the world as the flowers see it

  1. mary hill says:

    I love your flower pictures, and musings. Enjoy the summer.

  2. Glad to see summer finally arrived in your neck of the woods!

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