THE PEACE OF WILD THINGS

THE PEACE OF WILD THINGS

When despair for the world grows in me
and I wake in the night at the least sound
in fear of what my life and my children's lives may be,
I go and lie down where the wood drake
rests in his beauty on the water, and the great heron feeds.
I come into the peace of wild things
who do not tax their lives with forethought
of grief. I come into the presence of still water.
And I feel above me the day-blind stars
waiting with their light. For a time
I rest in the grace of the world, and am free.

- Wendell Berry

Calum and I went for a long walk today in an attempt to reunite a lost dog with her owners. It was not be sadly but I did get a chance to try out my new lens in dull conditions with a high ISO. worked out not to bad.

Very relaxing watching herons and their patience....