Nina Joan

Category: Beauty

| sunsets & silhouettes|

Lake Samsonvale, Queensland

| wilderness and wet |

| What would the world be, once bereft 

Of wet and wildness? Let them be left,

O let them be left, wildness and wet,

Long live the weeds and the wildness yet |

~Gerard Manley Hopkins, Inversnaid

| cool morning hues | 

Glass House Mountains, Queensland

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| splendour of ended day |

| splendour of ended day | ~ Walt Whitman 

| that freedom bold |

| how does the meadow flower its bloom unfold? because the lovely little flower is free down to its root, and in that freedom bold | 

~William Wordsworth 

| if winter comes, can spring be far behind? | 

| if winter comes, can spring be far behind? | 

~ Percy Bysshe Shelley

| every flower | 

| ‘Tis my faith that every flower

Enjoys the air it breathes! |

~William Wordsworth 

| beautiful places | 

| all gardeners live in beautiful places because they make them so |

– Joseph Joubert

| to autumn | 

| season of mists and mellow fruitfulness | 

To Autumn by John Keats 

| sometimes things must fade | 

| do not watch the petals fall from the rose with sadness, know that, like life, things sometimes must fade, before they can bloom again | ~ unknown 

| find the beautiful |

| though we travel the world over to find the beautiful, we must carry it with us or we find it not |

 ~Ralph Waldo Emerson 

| beauty in the sky | 

| there is a path | 


over every mountain there is a path, although it may not be seen from the valley 

~ Theodore Roethke

| there is a path |


although it may not be seen from the valley. over every mountain there is a path, although it may not be seen from the valley 

~ Theodore Roethke

| to watch a sunset | 

It is almost impossible to watch a sunset and not dream

~ Bern Williams

| beautiful things | 

| every day I discover more and more beautiful things. It is enough to drive one mad | 

~ Claude Monet 

| flowers |


| flowers… are a proud assertion that a ray of beauty outvalues all the utilities of the world | ~Ralph Waldo Emerson

| things that matter | 

| Our lives begin to end the day we become silent about things that matter |

 ~ Martin Luther King Jnr

| twilight |


| Twilight drops her curtain down, and pins it with a star |

~  Lucy Maud Montgomery

| breathe a prayer |


To one who has been long in city pent,

‘Tis very sweet to look into the fair

And open face of heaven, – to breathe a prayer

Full in the smile of the blue firmament.

John Keats ~ Sonnet XIV

| and the new sun rose bringing the new year | 

 | and the new sun rose bringing the new year | 


| when words become unclear |

| when words become unclear, I shall focus with photographs. When images become inadequate, I shall be content with silence |

~ Ansel Adams

| art, the silent one, speaks volumes |


| Art, the silent one, speaks volumes|

~ Laurel Gasque


| find beauty |

image| if you truly love nature, you will find beauty everywhere |

~ Vincent Van Gogh

| nature is the art of God|

| nature is the art of God| Dante Alghieri

| great things are done when men and mountains meet |

 | great things are done when men and mountains meet |

~ William Blake

|I am glad to be alive in you |


| ‘Dear old world’, she murmured, ‘you are very lovely, and I am glad to be alive in you.’ |

 L.M. Montgomery, Anne of Green Gables


the silent painting speaks 


| the silent painting speaks on the walls and does much good. |

Gregory of Nyssa

forget not that the earth delights…

| Forget not that the earth delights to feel your bare feet and the winds long to play with your hair. |

~ Kahlil Gibran

o, sunlight! the most precious gold to be found on earth


O, Sunlight! The most precious gold to be found on Earth

~Roman Payne

| nature’s symphony |


I wandered by the lake one afternoon, amongst the tall trees and lush, green grass. The air was cool. A soft breeze drifted past my cheek and gently touched my hair. Through the moment I observed such peace and serenity that I lingered there for a while to watch, listen, and feel the beauty of the surrounding land. Almost at once everything seemed to pause in anticipation. Nature was preparing for a grand crescendo of glory. Nature’s symphony first movement began with lively songs of birds echoing across the water, the tall gum trees swayed along with the gentle breeze. The sunlight played with daring colours over the canvas of the sky. As the second movement began the breeze settled gently and made the water clear as glass. Clouds danced their waltz in pastel colours upon the mirror of sky and water. The third movement belonged to the birds. Gracefully, they gave their solos, gliding upon the reflections of the sky. All the while this played on; shadows began to grow amongst the trees, telling of the coming dusk. Yet, nature’s symphony had one final movement to play. And with a final triumphant display of light and glory, the sun shone radiantly with all of its beauty and strength. The last light sparkled and flickered through the gum tree’s leaves as the sun was pulled behind the mountains. Nature’s symphony had concluded and gave itself over to the dusk. The symphony of nature was a symphony of beauty.

Written by

 Nina Joan

one touch of nature makes the whole world kin


| one touch of nature makes the whole world kin |

~ William Shakespeare

every leaf speaks bliss to me



Fall, leaves, fall; die, flowers, away;
Lengthen night and shorten day;
Every leaf speaks bliss to me
Fluttering from the autumn tree.

I shall smile when wreaths of snow
Blossom where the rose should grow;
I shall sing when night’s decay
Ushers in a drearier day.


~ Fall, leaves, fall’ by Emily Brontë

the future


‘The best thing about the future is that it comes one day at a time.’

~ Abraham Lincoln

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