“There is nothing wrong with having a tree as a friend” Bob Ross
Do you ever communicate with nature?
I do. I have conversations with birds that I meet on my walks. I talk to lizards and bees. I talk to the trees that I pass every day. I listen in turn to the rustle of their leaves as if they’re talking to me, and enjoy the dapple of sunlight on my face from the sun smiling at me. I eavesdrop on the frogs croaking in the wetland grasses, going silent for a moment as I pass, and then, reassured that they are safe, recommencing their discussions.
I have regular visitors in my backyard (birds, bees, possums, lizards) that I recognise, and they recognise me. We’ve learnt to understand each other’s behaviours, are respectful of each other’s space, and we have gradually built up a relationship.
I talk to the fruit trees in my garden, marvelling at how they are growing up, watching and listening as they produce blossoms then become laden with fruit, even though they are still so very young and small.
Communication is not always about speaking. It’s about listening and seeing and interacting. When I’m feeling down I turn to nature to lighten my mood. When I’m in good spirits I relish my relationship with the natural world.
Nature is my friend, my artist’s muse, my inspiration.
“One touch of nature makes the whole world kin” William Shakespeare