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Oh sweet winter tree, cloaked in fog, what did you say? What did you whisper that stopped my scurrying as the ice laden fog gripped my own trunk and branches? I stopped to listen and see. My eyes tracing your trunk and branches. I…..
Snow clouds upon the lake sky. Suspended snow waves frozen before their crest. In the background ripples equally suspended forming circles held in place. Silent rocks sitting and watching. And a little hobbit who writes scriches and listens for whispers, … simply breathing.
Fisher’s Peak. The mesa sitting on top of a 9600 foot high mountain that stands on the horizon at my backdoor. I was curious about the unique shape the snow storm had left and retrieved my camera to explore. The shape reflected the…..
I think these two images shall be with me for a while. The first an image of my mind and heart in chaos. To see the swarming birds I have to wonder how they do not collide like pinballs. The sound, mirroring the…..
I have travelled a long path. No doubt there are still a few footprints behind me. A long path awaits, though in time not as long as the one already traversed. But you stopped my steps and tilted your head. You do not…..
The phone is screaming with severe weather alerts. The squirrels eat with heads turning and eyes as vigilant upon the wind as they are upon the seed on the ground. My little dog has taken refuge under the bed. I return to the…..
I pondered what image would dare to capture the emergence of autumn’s equinox. Then I observed the squirrel feverishly eating and gathering the seed I put out this morning. He made me laugh and then I saw his…..
I am learning that to quiet myself is not a quieting of stillness where everything becomes still and frozen. Quieting myself now is awareness of what is different, the texture of change, the awareness that the key of life’s symphony has…..
A morning that beckoned a drive and nature. I sat amazed at the cormorant with his wings outstretched. It seemed forever he remained still with wings open. When I got back I read to find they open their wings to dry…they are not…..
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