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Do Stones Feel?<\/p>\n
Do stones feel?<\/em> When I walk on the beach I gather a few<\/em> Is the tree as it rises delighted with its many<\/em> Are the clouds glad to unburden their bundles of rain?<\/em><\/p>\n Most of the world says no, no, it\u2019s not possible.<\/em><\/p>\n I refuse to think to such a conclusion.<\/em> -Mary Oliver<\/p>\n To say I’m not feeling it today would be a gross understatement. It feels like there is nothing left to photograph. I know that’s not true. I even have a few ideas on how to finish out the week. But today, I’m not feeling it. So I went to October and looked for something to process. I thought these acorns might look good in black and white. I looked for acorn poems. I was not inspired. Then I remembered I promised you something from Mary Oliver. Just started flipping through Devotions and came up with this one. I hope you enjoy.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Do Stones Feel? Do stones feel? Do they love their life? Or does their patience drown out everything else? When I walk on the beach I gather a few white ones, dark ones, the multiple colors. Don\u2019t worry, I say, I\u2019ll bring you back, and I do. Is the tree as it rises delighted with … Continue reading Day 95 – Acorns<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"ngg_post_thumbnail":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[29,20,16,6],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1240","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-autumn","category-black-and-white","category-macrocloseup","category-nature"],"post_mailing_queue_ids":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/jeannehoadley.com\/Photo15\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1240","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/jeannehoadley.com\/Photo15\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/jeannehoadley.com\/Photo15\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/jeannehoadley.com\/Photo15\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/jeannehoadley.com\/Photo15\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=1240"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/jeannehoadley.com\/Photo15\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1240\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1242,"href":"https:\/\/jeannehoadley.com\/Photo15\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1240\/revisions\/1242"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/jeannehoadley.com\/Photo15\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=1240"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/jeannehoadley.com\/Photo15\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=1240"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/jeannehoadley.com\/Photo15\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=1240"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\n Do they love their life?<\/em>
\n Or does their patience drown out everything else?<\/em><\/p>\n
\n white ones, dark ones, the multiple colors.<\/em>
\n Don\u2019t worry, I say, I\u2019ll bring you back, and I do.<\/em><\/p>\n
\n branches,<\/em>
\n each one like a poem?<\/em><\/p>\n
\n Too terrible it would be, to be wrong.<\/em><\/p>\n