Tuesday, June 17, 2014

Greeting old friends...

   As soon as I got back to Maine, even before I unpacked my bags, I went looking for the little friends that visit every year.  I took a contemplative stroll in my own backyard.

   Even this tiny butterfly moth on a chive blossom was a delight to my eye.  After four weeks of looking at beautiful landscapes, I am so ready to again embrace the near to hand.

   It will be several weeks before I can really acclimate to my old surroundings.  I think that is because you are, in many essential ways, changed by a pilgrimage.  It awakens things inside you, things that may take weeks to unfold.

   While I was traipsing about Ireland and Scotland, my little friends here were simply going about their daily business, pollinating flowers, building nests, bringing new life into the world.  My much loved dragon flies were the first to greet me as I got out of the car.  Not easy to photograph a dragon fly, they are constantly on the move.  I'll have to be content for the time being to
photograph the butterflies who graciously come to rest on a flower just long enough to allow me to make the image.

   The chive blossoms are such a great place to sit beside an await  butterflies.  This is another that visited shortly after the little moth.

   Sitting quietly in the garden and waiting for my little friends to visit is a delightful way to spend some time.  In a garden there is no need to go looking for things to photograph, they come to you!

The butterfly counts not months but moments, and has time enough.  

~Rabindranath Tagore


Mystic Meandering said...

Welcome back :) Yes, life goes on while we are "away" doesn't it :) It seems as if your pilgrimage was a different reality! But what a lovely welcome "home" by your friends...

Patricia Turner said...

A different reality indeed and when one returns, you greet your old reality with new eyes and a new appreciation.