Archive for the ‘Wendell Berry’ Tag

Mountain Forests   3 comments

Coronado National Forest — Images by kenne

One of the things I love about living in the Tucson area is its biodiversity. Being in a desert surrounded by mountains (Sky Islands) with different forest biomes.

In the summer we spend time hiking in nearby mountain forests. However, this summer has been a little different because of the pandemic and forest fires.

Mountain Trail

Sabbaths 1999, VII

Again I resume the long
lesson: how small a thing
can be pleasing, how little
in this hard world it takes
to satisfy the mind
and bring it to its rest.

With the ongoing havoc
the woods this morning is
almost unnaturally still.
Through stalled air, unshadowed
light, a few leaves fall
of their own weight.

The sky
is gray. It begins in mist
almost at the ground
and rises forever. The trees
rise in silence almost
natural, but not quite,
almost eternal, but
not quite.

What more did I
think I wanted? Here is
what has always been.
Here is what will always
be. Even in me,
the Maker of all this
returns in rest, even
to the slightest of His works,
a yellow leaf slowly
falling, and is pleased.

— Wendell Berry

Since I write and share poetry nature, I was not surprised to receive a Wendell Berry poem from one of my hiking buggies, Deborah. She wanted to know if I had posted it in the past, having not it gave me good reason to do so along with the video, “The Women Who Planted Trees,” by Emily Barker.

Mt. Lemmon Trail

Desert Landscape: Morning in Sabino Canyon   Leave a comment

Morning In The Desert-72.jpgDesert Landscape: Morning in Sabino Canyon — Image by kenne

“You can’t know who you are until you where you are.”

-Wendell Berry 

Come Sit With Me Under The Clouds   2 comments

Clouds on the Mountains blog“Come Sit With Me Under The Clouds” — Image by kenne

And the world cannot be discovered
by a journey of miles,
no matter how long,
but only by a spiritual journey,
a journey of one inch,
very arduous and humbling and joyful,
by which we arrive at the ground at our own feet,
and learn to be at home.

— Wendell Berry, The Unforeseen Wilderness

Far Away, But Always Close To My Heart   Leave a comment

Katie David & Me (1 of 1) art blogKatie, Kenne G. and Kenne D. in Bryan, Texas (Early Eighties) — Image by Mary Ann

“You can’t know who you are until you know where you are.”

— Wendell Berry

A Journey Of Inch By Inch   4 comments

Doubtful Canyon Weekend Dec 2012

Image by kenne

“And the world cannot be discovered by a journey of miles,
no matter how long and far-reaching,
but only by a spiritual journey,
a journey of inch by inch,
on the inside,
very arduous and humbling and joyful,
by which we arrive at the ground underneath our own feet,
where we learn to be fully at home.”

  — Wendell Berry

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