The Aspen leaves were certainly singing and dancing high above our heads, and the entire forest was filled with their music. I’ve never scaled an Aspen Tree. Soft wood, many of these tower above over 80 feet, live 150-200 years, and reproduce by seeds or roots sprouting and creating colonies of clones.
Lots of people were up at the Snowbowl in Flagstaff Arizona to view the Aspens this year, and a full school bus number of children were in the midst of a shared ecstatic experience, rolling about in the golden leaves, hugging the trees, laying with arms and legs stretched out, gazing upward singing along to Aspen tunes. Laughing out loud , carefully selecting fallen leaves to pocket – talisman’s for their journey.
verb [with object] 1 climb up or over (something high and steep): thieves scaled an 8-foot fence.2 represent in proportional dimensions; reduce or increase in size according to a common scale: (as adjective scaled) : scaled plans of the house.• [no object] (of a quantity or property) be variable according to a particular scale.3 North American estimate the amount of timber that will be produced from (a log or uncut tree).
noun: a person walking along a road or in a developed area.
adjective–lacking inspiration or excitement; dull: disenchantment with their present, pedestrian lives.
DERIVATIVES pedestrianly adverb ORIGIN: early 18th century: from French pédestre or Latin pedester ‘going onfoot,’ also ‘written in prose’ + -ian. Early use in English was in the description of writing as ‘prosaic.’
A safe, peaceful, and interesting weekend to one and all.
“Those who contemplate the beauty of the earth find reserves of strength that will endure as long as life lasts. There is something infinitely healing in the repeated refrains of nature — the assurance that dawn comes after night, and spring after winter.” ― Rachel Carson, Silent Spring
A stroll along Oak Creek while the temperatures are cool, and the tourists linger over breakfast back in the Village. It’s the time of late spring where baby birds are squawking from ledges , coaxed to fly by hovering fussy parents. Blackberries are in blossom and promise a sharable harvest. The Creek is flowing clear, low, and forcefully. Light crackles and bursts as water flows noisily over rocks. Hawks are watching. So are tadpoles. I sit awhile with old friend Sycamores and Cottonwoods. Blue and red dragonflies tease and elude the camera lens. Creek-side is lush, green, and in shadows, while Cathedral Rock sits high to catch the sun. No Breaking News. to unsettle this creek-side morning. Most excellent to linger, to embrace this glimpse of the magic that can be Sedona. Happy to share this morning with you. Peace and Blessings.
“It’s spring fever.
That is what the name of it is.
And when you’ve got it,
You don’t quite know what it is
You do want,
But it just fairly
Makes your heart ache,
You want it so!” ― Mark Twain
Cherry Blossoms 2017 Arizona Photo: JoHanna Massey
Definitely have a most excellent case of Spring Fever. The pull to be outside embracing the goodness that is Spring. Thought I would share a few favorites from this mornings walk- a -bout. May your weekend be a most excellent one.