Sometimes we don’t need many words. Sometimes we need the words of the masters.
Because we are surrounded in beauty.
“Think of all the beauty still left around you and be happy.”
― Anne Frank
“Taking pictures is savoring life intensely, every hundredth of a second.”
― Marc Riboud
“Everything has beauty, but not everyone sees it.”
― Confucius
“There is no exquisite beauty… without some strangeness in the proportion.”
― Edgar Allan Poe
“Beauty is not caused. It is.”
― Emily Dickinson
“Dwell on the beauty of life. Watch the stars, and see yourself running with them.”
― Marcus Aurelius, Meditations
“Here is the world. Beautiful and terrible things will happen. Don’t be afraid.”
― Frederick Buechner
“Summer afternoon—summer afternoon; to me those have always been the two most beautiful words in the English language.”
― Henry James
“There are no bad pictures; that’s just how your face looks sometimes.”
“As if you were on fire from within.
The moon lives in the lining of your skin.”
― Pablo Neruda
Neruda is my favourite poet.
One more for luck:
“No spring nor summer beauty hath such grace as I have seen in one autumnal face.”
― John Donne
I know you all see beauty every day in the smallest and most unusual places. That’s why you, The Fellowship, are beautiful. Even though we live in all corners of this spinning, reluctant, unpredictable globe, though a globe has no corners, and we can predict the sunrise. And sometimes people are mean and we don’t understand why, even so, we have found each other. Let the mean people hear their own words echo in our silence, we shall not join them.
Welcome to all the new members of The Fellowship of the Farmy. Remember that if you like an image you are welcome to steal it. If you like a comment you are welcome to join in anywhere. If you like a thread you are welcome to pull on it. And if you like my words you are welcome to share them. Kindness is our greatest strength. Apply the kindness.
Have a lovely day.
your friend on the farm, celi
The Kitchen's Garden 
101 responses to “Beauty Is as Beauty Does.”
Especially in those little pigs 😉
When i went out to feed them this morning the Beautiful little piggies were at the wrong end of the barn, apparently they had been out gallivanting in the night! c
They have the sisters’ genes 😉
Ah, lovely, lovely, lovely. Your photos, as always are as beautiful as is the photographer. I love Neruda too. And thanks for the Pin of that cutout ring. My brain is brimming with ideas for all the jewelry I will make this winter once farming season is over.
So is mine! I think we might make a few of those rings as well as our winter bangle. So glad to know you Maggie, and you must be flat out at this time of year in the gardens! c
Yes, I will definitely play around with this idea. I have some great ideas for bangles too. Soon enough I will have time to play. Everything in its proper season. We are getting a mini-vaca as we are off at the crack of dawn tomorrow. Four days at a 100 year old Maine sport fishing camp, floating around in boats all day (fishing optional) kayaking, hiking… Home style meals in the lodge, they make your bed and clean up your cabin, no phone, no tv, no Internet…. my heaven.
Oh my someone to make the bed and clean up!! Perfick! Have a fantastic time.. c
Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness, Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun; Conspiring with him how to load and bless With fruit the vines that round the thatch-eves run; To bend with apples the moss’d cottage-trees, And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core; To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells With a sweet kernel; to set budding more, And still more, later flowers for the bees, Until they think warm days will never cease, For summer has o’er-brimm’d their clammy cells. Who hath not seen thee oft amid thy store? Sometimes whoever seeks abroad may find Thee sitting careless on a granary floor, Thy hair soft-lifted by the winnowing wind; Or on a half-reap’d furrow sound asleep, Drowsed with the fume of poppies, while thy hook Spares the next swath and all its twined flowers: And sometimes like a gleaner thou dost keep Steady thy laden head across a brook; Or by a cider-press, with patient look, Thou watchest the last oozings, hours by hours. Where are the songs of Spring? Ay, where are they? Think not of them, thou hast thy music too,– While barred clouds bloom the soft-dying day, And touch the stubble-plains with rosy hue; Then in a wailful choir the small gnats mourn Among the river sallows, borne aloft Or sinking as the light wind lives or dies; And full-grown lambs loud bleat from hilly bourn; Hedge-crickets sing; and now with treble soft The redbreast whistles from a garden-croft, And gathering swallows twitter in the skies. By John Keats
This so reminds me of you Celi and the farmy!!
Oh Lyn that is so beautiful. Keats is indeed one of the masters. Spring is coming for many of the Fellowship too.. Have a lovely day.. c
Kindness is our greatest strength…so beautiful…so true..robbie:-)
Morning Robbie, i think kindness is vastly under-rated. if you add kindness to each day we are all so much richer.. c
I have plenty of kindness to share——-you are so right. We need to spread it. Thanks for the lovely post today.
Morning Beth Ann. Kindness is the greatest of beauties.. And bless you for sharing.. c
Morning farmy ! I love all the reminders to open mind, heart and soul when we
open our eyes to greet our day ! As always .. Nanster !
The farmy says Good Morning! Though they are all being a little raucous at the moment! c
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Love your inspiring quotes and gorgeous pics – making me want to go a wander around outside and savour the beautiful fruits, flowers and veggies of September.
September is a beautiful month, I am thoroughly enjoying it!.. c
Wise and beautiful words. There was a sea mist here yesterday and it took my breath away, it was so beautiful.
Oh and the scent of that sea mist, Oh I do remember that, thank you for the trigger.. I miss the sea.. have a gorgeous afternoon Tanya.. c
Beautiful words and pictures. I love seeing your farm each day, makes you feel like you are there.
That is a lovely thing to say, I am thrilled that you are able to visit the farmy and feel the beauty of it too, good, i am glad.. c
Lovely. I esp. like the Buechner quote…if I was forced to pick one! Have a lovely day, Celi!
Morning Gretchen how is the writing going? c
Good! And slow. But less slow now that school has begun! 🙂
The light in those images and quotes is stunningly beautiful. Emily Dickinson rates as one of my favorite poets, so I was glad to see her quoted.
As always, you offer sage words and encouragement. You are a joy, a gift, the best, Celi.
I also love Emily, such a straight forward thinker.. have a gorgeous day Audrey.. c
What a lovely, meditative post–in words and images–to start my day! Thank you.
Life is simple.. if we choose to see it that way.. I hope you have an excellent writing day.. c
Choked me right up, that one did. Good morning, c.
Morning Misky, I must pop over and see whether your crew got your garden finished while you were away.. c
Oh dear. Give me a day, c. I haven’t updated that bit. I have scaffolding up the back of the house this week, and it’s difficult to get into the garden.
No worries at all.. scaffolding! oh dear.. c
Guttering and downspouts.
hate the guttering, love the downspouts into my water barrels and dogs buckets! though you get more rain than us! c
New piccies posted!
beautiful photos. i look so forward to your posts each day!
You are a darling and your beauty is all that cooking you do for the shelter.. wonderful food for wonderful people.. take care.. c