I just spent some time in Tennessee enjoying family and unfamiliar scenery. One afternoon I spent some time sitting under a crepe myrtle tree, lingering in the moment, looking down over the lake and into the distant fading ridges of mountains. Ahhhhhhh….
Sitting Under the Crepe Myrtle
Sheltered from midday sun
surrounded by the hum of bees
the rustle of leaves
the heartbeat of the tree
Blossom sweet serenity
©Molly Hogan
This week the warm and wonderful Jan Annino is hosting. Be sure to stop by and check out her blog at Bookseedstudio.
Nix the comfort zone 
Ah, sweet serenity. I’ll take some of that, please!
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Hoping you enjoy some serenity in Costa Rica!
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Sounds like bliss!
I enjoyed the hum of bees around my head this morning, but I was weeding! Not quite as much bliss!!!
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I was blown away by how many pollinators were hard at work in the crepe myrtle blossoms. And weeding has its own rewards 🙂
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Molly, I can imagine how tranquil your afternoon was.
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It was a lovely stolen moment 🙂
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Molly, the poem and photos would make a great addition to my Poetryliscious padlet at https://padlet.com/cvarsalona/q1uymnafyupx3w8c if you are interested in showcasing your work. Let me know.
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That would be great! Do you need me to put the document and photo together?
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Sounds like a beautiful moment with a stately companion (and then back into the hubbub).
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Too true! But those moments of serenity help 🙂
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Your poem creates a wonderful moment of pause for us, just like the one you describe. I love the phrase “the heartbeat of the tree.” Thanks for sharing your peaceful moment with us!
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Thanks, Elisabeth. It’s not often that I linger under a tree, and this reminded me how rewarding that can be.
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About to embark on some travel myself. Sweet serenity would be just the ticket. Hope your travels were as satisfying as your compact comforting poem. http://dave-homeschooldad.blogspot.com/2022/07/poetry-friday-problem-of-good.html
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Our travels were rather turbulent, so this pocket of serenity was quite welcome. Safe travels!
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“the heartbeat of a tree” ooof that is perfect.
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Thanks! That was my favorite line, too 🙂
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“the heartbeat of the tree” – wow, a perfect line.
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Lovely eeeee sounds…just like…Tennessee…
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Perhaps the place name was an inspiration? 🙂 The place certainly was!
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Sounds like a lovely moment you captured thanks for taking us there Molly! And, I love listening to the hum of bees, I have many in my yard now as the milkweed flowers are blooming…
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I was at an amazing botanical garden yesterday and the milkweed scent was heavenly! I had some volunteer milkweed pop up in my perennial garden this year, too. Yay!
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