Friday, July 29, 2022

The Summer Day

Who made the world? Who made the swan, and the black bear? Who made the grasshopper? 

This grasshopper, I mean— the one who has flung herself out of the grass, the one who is eating sugar out of my hand, who is moving her jaws back and forth instead of up and down— who is gazing around with her enormous and complicated eyes. 

Now she lifts her pale forearms and thoroughly washes her face. Now she snaps her wings open, and floats away. I don't know exactly what a prayer is. I do know how to pay attention, how to fall down into the grass, how to kneel down in the grass, how to be idle and blessed, how to stroll through the fields, which is what I have been doing all day. 

Tell me, what else should I have done? Doesn't everything die at last, and too soon? Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?

Mary Oliver

American Poet

I need a shadier hat!
Ahhh, that's better!

Ah, the blue one is really relaxing me!

Is it's too hot for cameras, it's way too hot for cats. 

It's cool cat time!

What about us???

The protest begins!

Michele Bilyeu Creates With Heart and Hands as she shares her imaginative, magical, and healing journey from Alaska to Oregon. Creating, designing, sewing, quilting, and wildcrafting, from my heart and with my hands


  1. What am I doing with my one wild and wonderful life? Lovely question, worthy of thought.

    1. Absolutely Kathy! Thank you for reminding everyone who reads here! That one sentence is Mary Oliver's (considered in this era as America's most read poet) most famous single line.

  2. Nice to see a little more Mary Oliver from you xoxo

  3. Love me some Mary Oliver (and lots of others! ) I taught college level poetry and an English lit class in my very young years for a semester of college courses.😊