Thursday, August 11, 2011

stages


start out small
growing
growing
slip and fall
back up again
gaining confidence

world full of beauty
danger
possibility
fear

climbing
growing
fighting to survive

had your fill
grown by leaps and bounds
seen so much
been through lots
survived
can't help but feel 
something missing
something more
must be meaning
yearning for change
but what?

slow down
curl up
reflect
rest
wait for what comes next


We had so much fun fishing a little over a week ago.
Found a monarch caterpillar.
Brought it home and created a habitat.
Success!
A cocoon.

The kids have been enjoying the process.
I have been enjoying the lessons.

5 comments:

Mary Stebbins Taitt said...

absolutely gorgeous photos!!!!! Lovely lovely.

I'm a nature lover too. :-D

Elena said...

Oh this is AWESOME! What a gift from the Universe. You in the cocoon stage!! Ok and LOVE the poem...

John said...

Great photographs and the words are quite profound.

Olivia said...

Ooh! Nice find! My daughter Sophia would be so jealous... she's always on the lookout for caterpillars to keep. :)

Jaime said...

Oh my goodness! You actually made the habitat and watched nature unfold. How come when I was little and collected caterpillars and made little homes for them, they never did this? And my tadpoles never became frogs either. Hmmph.

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