"the old bounty goes forward"

A bit of Pasadena skies Sunday morning when we got a dusting of snow in the mountains just a few miles to the north of us. We love looking at palm trees and snow side by side.

I saw this hummingbird who allowed me to take multiple shots of him.
Later I saw this dude who allowed me to photograph his gorgeous ears.
This one had the giggles and that always brings pleasure to our hearts.
Up above the new leaves braved into the cold almost spring air.
And just outside our side window the leaves were wet and green against a beautiful cold blue sky!
And here is the last of our tulip tree that is exchanging pink flowers for green leaves.
The vernal equinox, arriving very early this year, will be at 10:14 p.m. March 19th, 2012 in the West coast, perhaps something to remember for years to come, and always a special day as we reflect on yet another cycle of refreshment.

Augustus Sweet Pants chose this for reflection

"The mystery of nature was never displayed more happily. The corn and the wine have been freely dealt to all creatures, and the never-broken silence with which the old bounty goes forward, has not yielded yet one word of explanation. One is constrained to respect the perfection of this world, in which our senses converse. How wide; how rich; what invitation from every property it gives to every faculty of man! In its fruitful soils; in its navigable sea; in its mountains of metal and stone; in its forests of all woods; in its animals; in its chemical ingredients; in the powers and path of light, heat, attraction, and life, it is well worth the pith and heart of great men to subdue and enjoy it. The planters, the mechanics, the inventors, the astronomers, the builders of cities, and the captains, history delights to honor.

But when the mind opens, and reveals the laws which traverse the universe, and make things what they are, then shrinks the great world at once into a mere illustration and fable of this mind. What am I? and What is? asks the human spirit with a curiosity new-kindled, but never to be quenched. Behold these outrunning laws, which our imperfect apprehension can see tend this way and that, but not come full circle. Behold these infinite relations, so like, so unlike; many, yet one. I would study, I would know, I would admire forever. These works of thought have been the entertainments of the human spirit in all ages.

A more secret, sweet, and overpowering beauty appears to man when his heart and mind open to the sentiment of virtue. Then he is instructed in what is above him. He learns that his being is without bound; that, to the good, to the perfect, he is born ... " (Emerson)

and Ollie Puffy Pants added this to this weekend's readings.

"Thou hast endowed every hour of these days with a special virtue, inscrutable to all except Thee, Whose knowledge embraceth all created things. Thou hast, also, assigned unto every soul a portion of this virtue in accordance with the Tablet of Thy decree and the Scriptures of Thine irrevocable judgment. Every leaf of these Books and Scriptures Thou hast, moreover, allotted to each one of the peoples and kindreds of the earth..." (Baha'u'llah)

We three walked together synchronously to explore and enjoy the surroundings as we continued to ponder over what virtues were hidden in each hour of each day.



Cat boys made abundant kisses almost impossible to hold in kitty paws but they did and then blew them in the air for you to wish you a happy spring!

Ciao everyone!