“The precious moments of life are too rare, too valuable to be forgotten when they have passed; we should hoard them as a miser hoards his gold, and bring them to light and rejoice over them often. We should all of us have a treasury of happy memories to sustain us when life is unbearably cruel, to brighten the gloom a little, to be stars shining through the darkness.”
“Come with me into the field of sunflowers is a better line than anything you will find here, and the sunflowers themselves far more wonderful than any words about them”
One day you finally knew
what you had to do, and began,
though the voices around you
their bad advice --
though the whole house
began to tremble
and you felt the old tug
at your ankles.
"Mend my life!"
each voice cried.
But you didn't stop.
You knew what you had to do,
though the wind pried
with its stiff fingers
at the very foundations,
though their melancholy
It was already late
enough, and a wild night,
and the road full of fallen
branches and stones.
But little by little,
as you left their voices behind,
the stars began to burn
through the sheets of clouds,
and there was a new voice
which you slowly
recognized as your own,
that kept you company
as you strode deeper and deeper
into the world,
determined to do
the only thing you could do --
determined to save
the only life you could save.
An Autumn walk and treasures abound. Take the time to see what you can find.
Each find a beautiful transient delicate gift.
Take the time to awaken your curiosity.
What do you smell out here in the bush?
Where do they mostly grow? Take some time at the library to research Fungi. Write a poem or do a drawing. Fascinating!
Some days, we dont go far, but we experience so much in our tiny world.
Blue Mountains Nature Journal rainy daysRead More
Blue Mountains Nature Journal Course - WinterRead More
Banksia Serrata in my local bushlandRead More
Walking despite the reluctance. Restored as a result.Read More
Yellow ochre days and tiny blossoms begin to flower.Read More
Some paths are taken with peace and solitude in mind
Untill I reach a favourite spot away from the weekend visitors
Where I focus with consciousness in my environmental and the moment.
Burnt umber and Perylene green solitudeRead More
A walk down into the valley to Empress FallsRead More
Bushwalking in Winter in The Blue MountainsRead More
A Facebook page where everyone is welcome. Here is the link. I hope you will join us, even if its just to participate by viewing, you are welcome.
Are you a bushwalker, a naturalist, fancy a little biology, or backyard investigations? Would you like to create a journal of your findings, improve your art skills, and enjoy a group of lovely like minded people?Its a little bit of art and a little bit of science and a lot of enjoying nature. Complete beginners welcome.
Let’s observe and awaken our curiosity. What catches your eye? That becomes your story. Journal your story in a beautiful archival quality sketch book. It will be passed down one day and be a reminder and keepsake for loved ones to enjoy. Savour the process, the connections and the joy by being amongst nature and spending time studying and recording it.
Learn to Nature Journal with Anna Barnes, who has a BA in Fine Arts and a Masters in Design Science. She has been nature journalling for 10 years, and looks forward to sharing her skills with you. We will draw on the Nature Study teachings of Rudolf Steiner, Maria Montessori, Charlotte Mason, Anna Botsford Comstock and John Muir Laws.