Monday, May 21, 2012

tossing their branches in glorious enthusiasm


"A few minutes ago every tree was excited, bowing to the roaring storm, waving, swirling, tossing their branches in glorious enthusiasm like worship. But though to the outer ear these trees are now silent, their songs never cease."

--John Muir

6 comments:

Judy Williams said...

I've been studying Ansel Adams works of the National Parks and this reminds me of his tonal range. I really like that twisted trunk in the foreground.

Anonymous said...

I thought of Adams too, Judy.

Trish said...

I spent more than a fair share of time near those trees growing up. As a young adult, I could finally admit I never really appreciated them as a kid, other than as a nice shady spot to relax after playing.

Today, I make it a point to stop, even if I am just passing thru town, to enjoy the trees for a few moments.

Thanks for reminding me of these lovely trunks that I grew up with, that I hope are still around when Little Bit is my age and she can return and enjoy them too!

Wayne said...

Nice shot LA.

Laurie said...

Thanks, everyone. Lovely thoughts, Ms. Trish.

Margaret said...

The contrast is wonderful.