They cut the grass on the Common yesterday. The air was full of Nature’s perfumed pain. A small patch of beauty was intentionally by-passed by the sensitive heart of the mower-driver. I felt a sense of hope and belief.
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Author: Don
My name is Don Scrooby and I live in The United Kingdom. I feel that more than anything else, nature, and the objective things around us, convey a speech and a message we always need to listen to and follow. This kind of listening is life-giving and there is a certain form spirituality about it.
In this blog, through the the photographic image and accompanying words, I’ve tried to share this experience as simply as I can. There is an underlying beauty in nature we all need to see and experience, especially in this day and age as we struggle to save our planet.
Most of my shots are taken with a Fujifilm XT100 camera and my Iphone. I’m no professional Photographer, but I do enjoy outdoor walks with my simple gear trying to capture what I see and experience.
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Such a poignant description.
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Thank you Lynette. It was one of those actions that touched something deep inside.
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I often cut around some flowering (weeds) bits in the yard. I’m glad I’m not alone in that practice. That’s a great photo, Don.
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You have a good heart, Dan.
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It was a lovely gift to all. Thank you mower drivers. I love that phrase you used “Nature’s perfumed pain”. That is so descriptive of a freshly cut lawn. Lovely.
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Thank you, LuAnne. Glad you enjoyed the phrase.
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