Treasures in the woods

“Nature will be reported. All things are engaged in writing their history. The planet, the pebble, goes attended by its shadow. The rolling rock leaves its scratches on the mountain; the river, its channel in the soil; the animal, its bones in the stratum; the fern and leaf their modest epitaph in the coal.”
Ralph Waldo Emerson (Representative Men, Ch. 8., 1850)

We walked along the fence line in the woods to retrieve some old cedar rails, all covered with moss and ancient-looking, but still sound. I found the bone, likely a remnant of a cow or deer, lying among dried leaves, rocks and some strawberries.

Remember these?

The sap on a pine cone kept a tiny blue feather from being carried away by the wind.
If only our impact could be so light.

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20 Responses to “Treasures in the woods”
  1. Oh, I love these photos and the quote! Inspecting the bone brought tears to my eyes. Animal, vegetable, and mineral – a wonderful set of photos!

  2. Sybil says:

    Interesting bone. I love finding stuff like that in the woods. Every day you find something different.

    Wonderful images combined with just the right words.

    Sybil
    Eastern Passage, NS

  3. montucky says:

    Yes, there are always traces. I’m not all that proud of the ones that man leaves behind.

  4. donald says:

    i love how you find the most interesting things to phot0graph! how wonderful to find the fresh green leaves of the wild strawberry among the dried leaves of last fall, and the blue feather is amazing, it couldn’t have been placed there more beautifully!

  5. Lisa says:

    “All things are engaged in writing their history.”
    The feather, the bone. Light and dark, the natural order of things. A blue feather yet too. This post feels like spring (much needed here – it’s snowing here in Pittsburgh today!).

  6. sandy says:

    Woodland treasure for sure. The blue feather is lovely, isn’t it?

  7. Barbara Rodgers says:

    Great quote!! The picture of tiny blue feather stuck to the pine cone is so exquisite, Cait! Nature’s art.
    The strawberry plant made me think of the everlasting strawberry plants my grandfather gave me for my garden many years ago. Some creature always devoured them before I could pick one, but I was happy to share.
    The glass bottle doesn’t bother me as much as a plastic one would have – I love collecting sea glass at the beach – nature seems to be able to handle reabsorbing glass better than many other man-made materials.

    • Thanks so much, Barbara. Too bad about the strawberries, but very kind of you to share! Some creature surely enjoyed them. Yes, when it comes to finding garbage, I’d rather see glass than plastic, too. Amazing how sea glass becomes reshaped by the sea, sand and rocks.

  8. missusk76 says:

    Another week in my monochrome world and your images appear like a tonic. Sweet spring finds, beautifully photographed. That feather!!!

  9. I just love the close-up of the bone looking so much like the surface of the moon. It’s extraordinary how a new angle or perspective can deepen our vision of a thing. Thanks, Cait!

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