Skip to primary content
Skip to secondary content

Enjoying the View

Enjoying the View

Main menu

  • Home
  • Previous Posts 2006-2014
  • About

Tag Archives: BANDON

Smoked

Posted on 8 April, 2018 by Landon Kimbrough
Reply

A very late posting from our Redwoods trip last year. We got caught in the wildfires, but did visit a good friend in Eureka and loaded up with Marionberry goodies in Bandon.

Florence, OR

IMG_20170902_182645749_HDR_cropped

Redwoods SP, CA

IMG_20170830_121608929_cropped

IMG_20170830_121210171_cropped

Crescent City, CA

IMG_20170823_105519011_cropped

Devils Lake SP, 7OR A classic GMC.

IMG_20170905_154556443_cropped

Posted in RV, Travel | Tagged BANDON, EUREKA, FLORENCE, WILDFIRES | Leave a reply

Enter your email address to follow this blog and receive notifications of new posts by email.

Join 341 other followers

…I want to beg you, as much as I can, dear sir, to be patient toward all that is unsolved in your heart and to try to love the questions themselves like locked rooms and like books that are written in a very foreign tongue. Do not now seek the answers, which cannot be given you because you would not be able to live them. And the point is, to live everything. Live the questions now. Perhaps you will then gradually, without noticing it, live along some distant day into the answer.

- Letters to a Young Poet by Rainer Maria Rilke (translation by M.D. Herter Norton)

We need another and a wiser and perhaps a more mystical concept of animals. Remote from universal nature, and living by complicated artifice, man in civilization surveys the creature through the glass of his knowledge and sees thereby a feather magnified and the whole image in distortion. We patronize them for their incompleteness, for their tragic fate of having taken form so far below ourselves. And therein we err, and greatly err. For the animal shall not be measured by man. In a world older and more complete than ours they move finished and complete, gifted with extensions of the senses we have lost or never attained, living by voices we shall never hear. They are not brethren, they are not underlings; they are other nations caught with ourselves in the net of life and time, fellow prisoners of the splendour and travail of the earth.

- Henry Beston

We look with uncertainty beyond the old choices for clear-cut answers to a softer, more permeable aliveness which is every moment at the brink of death; for something new is being born in us if we but let it. We stand at a new doorway, awaiting that which comes… daring to be human creatures, vulnerable to the beauty of existence. Learning to love.

- Anne Hillman

Blog at WordPress.com.
Cancel

 
Loading Comments...
Comment
    ×
    Privacy & Cookies: This site uses cookies. By continuing to use this website, you agree to their use.
    To find out more, including how to control cookies, see here: Cookie Policy