Pine Cones In The Snow

When the pine tosses its cones
To the song of its waterfall tones,

Who speeds to the woodland walks?
To birds and trees- who talks?


-Taken from the poem, “Woodnotes”, written by Ralph Waldo Emerson in 1847.

———-> UP NEXT: A White Tailed Deer watches us in the late afternoon.

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Cattle, corn, wheat, beans, mud, snow, ice, and drought. Plenty of fresh air and quiet. Our life is sometimes heartbreaking, sometimes joyous, but never boring.

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10 Responses

  1. Stephanie says:

    I love hanging pine cones on my Christmas tree 😀 And I am always so amazed by their durability. They are strong and can last forever!

  2. Amy says:

    I so miss pine cones! I grew up in south-central Louisiana. Pine cones were a normal part of life. Up here in the Texas Panhandle, I hardly ever see any :o(

  3. Doe of Mi. says:

    Pine cones are so neat, they have many sizes, many shapes, and many Chickadees hanging upside down picking the seeds out from under all those little flaps and decorating my pine trees.

  4. Glenda says:

    I’m thinking Christmas card quality on that first photo. Kudos!

  5. Dee says:

    Great pics…Nan! 😉

  6. Teresa says:

    You certainly do look cozy. My kitty Leo like to lie right on top of the register and hog all the heat for himself.

  7. Teresa says:

    Oops my comment was on the wrong post. This one has lovely pictures as well (even though I think kitty is cuter).

  8. I love both of these photos. I especially love the second one…so pretty! I love pine cones, especially those teeny tiny ones.

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