If you could have a mural on your wall of a nature scene, what would it be? Not just a purdy picture, but something that speaks to your soul? A white sand beach with palm trees? An autumn forest? A sunny field of sun glinting off snow? (sort of like, whats yr favorite season). I have that David Lorenz Winston poster of a bare tree in winter with fences, the one that used to be in every poster shop in the mall till they went out of business. And I have a magnificent photo of bare black tree branches against a cold red and orange winter sunset. Beaches and gardens do little for me.
I have an oil painting from a local artist. It depicts a meadow in a forest on a sunny day, with flowers, and trees scattered around and in the background. It hangs on the wall in my bedroom. It’s like a picture of my happy place.
My bedroom is in cool greys and white, colors that I chose for their restfulness. Looking at this painting is like there’s a magic window in my wall to a wonderful calm green flowery serene place with no people. It sort of seems like heaven.
I know exactly what mine would be. I’ve thought about it for years. It would be of a large tree, maybe a willow or a maple tree. I’d have it painted in the corner of the room and going up and over onto the ceiling. At the bottom around the trunk would be flowers and frogs and toadstools and amongst the leaves would be little lights and fairies.
I saw that very thing once and have always wished I had something like that in one of my rooms.
My favourite scene from Nature.
Talk about speaking to my soul.
It would be a grey sea castle by a churning ocean.
A coral reef
Mine would be snow geese flying across the sky. As a child, my mom always rushed us outside whenever she heard geese honking overhead, and we would watch them pass. The sound thrills me to this day. As an adult, I was taking a back road into southwest Houston one morning and came upon thousands of migrating snow geese. It was just sunrise, the sky was gorgeous and these geese were coming in and landing right in front of me. Magical!
My mother passed away this year, and during her memorial service (held outside) I was interrupted twice by honking Canada geese landing on Lake Union in front of the pavilion. That was quite emotional for my brother and I, but we agreed it was a proper “salute” to the woman who taught us to love and appreciate nature.
Something geological. Rocks. Probably one of the cliff walls from Yosemite. Good craggy granite makes me happy. Maybe some sea cliffs somewhere. Sea cliffs are good.
(“The Mohs Scale makes me hard.”)
treeless grassland, with the wind blowing across it.
Mine would be a slow meandering brook through some grassy mixed woodland, it would come to a place where a pool was formed and a small fall created, the pool would be lightly shaded by trees and covered in lily pads and water plants and alive with all manner of small pond creatures. I can spend days next to places like this when I find them.
A creek running over mossy stones in a deep forest.
Supposedly, even the tiniest speck in that photo is a distant galaxy.
Mine would be anything from Bryce Canyon National Park.
Moorland hills and a tor. Some water and trees visible in the low lying parts.
Yeah, that’s pretty much me too.
Not sure if it’s right for a mural on my wall, but I do have a deep love of BLEAK scenes. Maybe an ocean storm from the high latitudes of the Southern Ocean.
Great pic from a sailing ship rounding Cape Horn
Y’all can keep yer tropical sunsets.
Exactly. The only things that aren’t have ‘diffraction spikes’ (perpendicular intersecting lines through their centre, seen best by clicking on the pic to bring out the higher magnification) which indicates that they’re foreground stars. As you say, all the rest are galaxies - each with billions, or trillions, of stars.
That one certainly comes pretty close to being my favourite - I make a point of looking at it closely from time to time. My only problem with it (and it’s not really a problem) is that it acts like a real-life Total Perspective Vortex (from The Hitch-Hiker’s Guide to the Galaxy). If you comprehend the image and don’t feel utterly insignificant then you must have an ego to rival Zaphod’s!
Mmm, hard to choose. Either a blubell wood or a geological scene like Trinopus. But more likely to be columnar basalt than sandstones for me. Giant’s Causeway, Fingal’s Cave or The Organ Pipes, that sort of thing.
Whitsunday Islands, Australia - Whitehaven Beach. It’s the most white sand and clear blue water I’ve ever seen.
http://iwanttobehere.com/relax-on-the-whitest-sand-whitehaven-beach-whitsunday-island-australia
The Garden Wall in Glacier National Park, seen from the Highline Trail near Haystack Butte, as the first rays of the morning sun hit the top of the wall from the other side.
There’s a spot that happens to be on my morning commute every single day (bonus!) where I come over a small hill and around a bend, and right in front of me is a spectacular view of my river, framed perfectly by trees. In the mornings, the sun is sparkling off the water. There’s a small island to give it some interest. I’ve seen that view thousands of times now, in all weathers and all seasons. I’ve seen it through deep snow, where the trees are bare sticks. I’ve seen it after an ice storm, where the sticks are are sparkling in the light. I’ve seen it in the autumn, with spectacular colors on the hills behind the river. I still notice it every day as I drive past. I’ve got to remember to take a picture before I leave.