“I have traveled a good deal in Concord,” Henry David Thoreau once famously said of his frequent walks through his home town. Usually when we think of “travel,” we think of visiting places away from home, places remote maybe, or ancient; places filled with history, with art; places to awaken our imaginations, relax our often over-busy lives.
But for Thoreau, who never ventured far from his native Concord and his Walden Pond, travel simply meant a careful observation of all that lay immediately around him. Travel meant having eyes to see what can be so easily overlooked in all the familiar places of our lives.
These days, living as I do with CFS/ME, I no longer travel much beyond the street on which we live. But I am learning to travel with Thoreau, learning better to see and appreciate the immensity that lies right here on our little street. Here’s a bit of what I’ve seen in my spring and summer “travels.”
not the Arc de Triomphe
just a simple arch celebrating
life ever-renewing
inviting us to walk beneath its bower
to mini triumphs of our own
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lantana basking in the summer sun
reaching beyond its confines
to dance and frolic
in its tiny corner of the world
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nature’s votive candles
tucked in a niche of the Cathedral of the Wind,
lit, perhaps, in memory of earlier
leaves and flowers that have come and gone,
sanctity of all of life
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tiny green beetle
bulging black eyes
legs stippled and striped,
antennae extending into the unknown;
mystery of life
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delicate lace tatted perhaps
by Belgian fairies working late
beneath the sliver of a silvered moon,
each tiny stitch a miracle of love
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a piece of bark shredded from a tree,
limp, but yet alive
with ancient memories,
nature’s sculpted art displayed
on shelf of bright green grass
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a lone pine cone
seeds of new life expectant held
in soft green sheltering arms
beneath an endless sky
beckoning to new horizons
here and after here
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Yes! I have traveled a good deal on my little street and am thankful for each marvel that has brightened my summer days.
Wonderful Carol, thanks for sharing your spring/summer travels
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Thanks, Norm. Grateful for each day filled with so many wonders!
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Oh good morning friend – so beautiful – thank you. I find it interesting that the older I get, just sitting on my deck soaking up the flowers in the garden and the myriad of birds swooping too and fro that I really don’t really need to go anywhere!!! Hope your week is going well – could we switch out Saturday phone call for Sunday????? Andy’s sister’s anniversary and folk here from the Netherlands and a full day!!! Blessings, mh
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Sunday is good here. Before all the busy activity of the coming weekend, hope you’ll have many minutes to “soak up the flowers and the birds”–love that image!
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Love, love, love it! Thank you for the work involved in writing and sharing this. Much appreciated.
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Thanks Miran541. I did enjoy working on this over the weeks of summer. Each piece felt like a gift.
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