”Men
talk glibly enough about moonshine, as if they knew its qualities
very well, and despised
them; as owls might talk of sunshine.”
Thoreau
– Night and Moonlight (1863)
Wild Rosemary (Rhod. tomentosum / Ledum palustre) |
...By
coincidence, happens it so that the adjacent decorative picture (on this interstadial-chapter) also depicts a marsh-plant. Not
purposeful selection, of course, here just because the Wild Rosemary has such a
lovely blossom (by scientific name it's Rhododenron tomentosum - it seems nowadays classed in the same family of plants than
the Rhodos). It's even so – possibly due because it is often found in quite favorable
light for photographing on the backwood marshes – that the plant can be succesfully pictured, even though it has white flowering. Most easily
recognized from the fragnance in during the blooming period, which
is around the June (at Fennoscandias). (As for an additional mention, plant also was in the
past used on evicting the liches and bugs of bedclothes. As well, it carries to it's other naming the Labrador tea ...but in
spite of that use as any actual tea is not any manner advisable, can even very seriously damage the internal organs.)
...But talkin'
bout lovely natural scenes and seasons, reminds to me for to explain, with a few words, the sentences quoted above: Seems (to me) actually
quite non-siginificant of what sentences one wishes to cite from writings
of that Henry David. Almost any text shows from some compact clearly outlined sentences. He certainly had the skill on comprising
essential on a few words, or more likely, from pointing out smtgh with an unsual point-of-view and with some remarkably genuine understanding about things.
...Reading that (Thoreau) you sometimes have the feeling that a bit more terror, and less of the Homer, might've done good for his text, but then on the other hand it's possibly very true he had not any predessors on his favored style of writing - Which was the romantical naturalistic /(modern) environmentalist essay. (I don't mean that I'd find all his ideas, or advices, so glorious or recommendable; Fx elsewhere - on essay Walking - he notes that 'Moreover you must walk like a camel, which is said to be the only beast that ruminates while walking.' I find the idea from eating and walking simultaneously rather unpleasant, in overall. But major part of his natural writing feels very fresh still today.)
(Partly) the reason to that is, probably, that it's so easy recognize how well experienced about those views he'd been, how well understandable are those simple truths he speaks of and about. Reader usually has not difficulty from absorbing the basic knowledge or idea from what he has to express. - Fx, on that lovely essay Autumnal tints (interesting by the way that on English there seems not be any specific word to that season of Autumn foliage on trees, it's just Autumn colors, or -tints), he speaks of the (east) N. american autumnal colours; of Scarlet oaks, Red Maples, Red Oaks (Q. Rubra, I guess...?), Elms, etc... And all that's very thoughtful, very emotionally loaded and interesting. I mean, I've not much of an idea about the bright Autumn colour of the Scarlet Oak (Quercus coccinea...apparently), I've not seen such any landscape view where those trees appear full-bright with the 'redder tree than exists', and where you could actually count every singular one of those trees from the colour. But I have a basic idea of the same: Rowan's (Sorbus aucuparia) bright foliage must look (quite) resembling on the suitable autumn weather (ie when the frost has arrived abruptly, pretty much without a preceded rainier weathers or slow arrival of the colds).
...Reading that (Thoreau) you sometimes have the feeling that a bit more terror, and less of the Homer, might've done good for his text, but then on the other hand it's possibly very true he had not any predessors on his favored style of writing - Which was the romantical naturalistic /(modern) environmentalist essay. (I don't mean that I'd find all his ideas, or advices, so glorious or recommendable; Fx elsewhere - on essay Walking - he notes that 'Moreover you must walk like a camel, which is said to be the only beast that ruminates while walking.' I find the idea from eating and walking simultaneously rather unpleasant, in overall. But major part of his natural writing feels very fresh still today.)
(Partly) the reason to that is, probably, that it's so easy recognize how well experienced about those views he'd been, how well understandable are those simple truths he speaks of and about. Reader usually has not difficulty from absorbing the basic knowledge or idea from what he has to express. - Fx, on that lovely essay Autumnal tints (interesting by the way that on English there seems not be any specific word to that season of Autumn foliage on trees, it's just Autumn colors, or -tints), he speaks of the (east) N. american autumnal colours; of Scarlet oaks, Red Maples, Red Oaks (Q. Rubra, I guess...?), Elms, etc... And all that's very thoughtful, very emotionally loaded and interesting. I mean, I've not much of an idea about the bright Autumn colour of the Scarlet Oak (Quercus coccinea...apparently), I've not seen such any landscape view where those trees appear full-bright with the 'redder tree than exists', and where you could actually count every singular one of those trees from the colour. But I have a basic idea of the same: Rowan's (Sorbus aucuparia) bright foliage must look (quite) resembling on the suitable autumn weather (ie when the frost has arrived abruptly, pretty much without a preceded rainier weathers or slow arrival of the colds).
And
likewise about (his) descriptions from the general out-lines of Scarlet Oak-leaf
(those 'long, sharp, bristle-pointed lobes'), ...I would hardly
agree with a view that the 'simple oval curvature' of a leaf from our
familiar Q. Robur would appear any less eye-pleasing (I find that amongst the most beautiful from form within the leaf, even that we only have this singular species of Oaks by natural ranges) ...but I understand
that enchantement described. I've watched the landscape where one can
count every single deciduous tree of it's autumn colour. (Even
though thery're mostly not painted w. the bright red colours.) I watch that view every
summer. And very much similar is true concerning that Moon-view, also.
/ ...However,
we must leave Henry David at these rather brief remarks now. It's
Spring time, not the season from Autumn colds. Creeks from melting
snows are now the sound of the day and each day brings the summer
little closer.
So, in need of some picks from this season, I took a walk to the riverside. To my surprisement I had the luxury from observing these nicely melted pieces of ice – just on the waters-edge, on small ice-sheet. ...I'm (distantly) aware of some artistic creativity – I guess, it might be best described/ has the name of authentic environmentalistic art, or smtgh like – which uses natural processes and the aids of natural material. Possibly (?) having sculpted these at photo below...or perhaps it was instead that ghost of the Michelangelo, having mould those while by-passing, I've not too clear idea about. Anyway, them look lot like the birds legs. How magnificient is the Nature...
So, in need of some picks from this season, I took a walk to the riverside. To my surprisement I had the luxury from observing these nicely melted pieces of ice – just on the waters-edge, on small ice-sheet. ...I'm (distantly) aware of some artistic creativity – I guess, it might be best described/ has the name of authentic environmentalistic art, or smtgh like – which uses natural processes and the aids of natural material. Possibly (?) having sculpted these at photo below...or perhaps it was instead that ghost of the Michelangelo, having mould those while by-passing, I've not too clear idea about. Anyway, them look lot like the birds legs. How magnificient is the Nature...
"The birds legs." |
Cranberry (Vaccinium Oxycocos) |
(Accompanying, I also placed here this pic from Cranberry. Around this time them are sometimes revealed under snow...what's escaped the attention from the Ptarmigian and other birds winter-feeding on them.) (W-G.)
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