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a trail through grey woods

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In our grey woods, an old trail follows the top of the slope, between the trees.  It takes constant care to keep it free for walking.  The spruce are old and every winter takes down a new raft of trees.  My husband works at it constantly, cutting a way through the fallen logs and filling the hollows with wood chips.   

When I walk there, I always find something I haven’t noticed before.  Yesterday I made three discoveries:

A maple seedling sprouting in the cut surface of a maple tree felled for firewood…

A pair of bracket fungi on a fallen birch log (notice the shadows of fern leaf on the surface of the fungi)…

 And various other types of fungi, sprung up after the rain…

 

In each case, the discovery was about hope – life from death, new growth from decay.   

The woods have so many lessons to teach… I only need to slow down and look closely to learn.

 

slow walk in the woods

 ~

1.

more to woods

than a path between trees

slow pace

check perspective

~

2.

discover texture on trunk 

scar and indentation

detail in the duff upset

by careless feet

~

note how light scatters

through pollen and powder

now sifts slantwise, shadow

on brackets of fungi

light from lichen

chandeliers

3.

slow beat and breath

match the stealth of forest, realise

branches gather rain

an hour before they weep

~

© Jane Tims 2005

Written by jane tims

September 17, 2011 at 7:02 am