Why I love photography

A moonflower brings joy and happiness!

 

It fills me with awe and gratitude as I watch it unfold.

It lifts me up in faith and optimism
                                                   to see something so beautiful.

My purpose, to share this beauty with others.

I feel compassion 

and empathy for its short life

as it folds up 

dying in the morning light.

Those feelings are why I love photography.

Feelings to be revisited.

"How near at hand it was, 

if they had eyes to see it."  

 G.M. Hopkins

Seeing without Color

Imagine a world without color.

Morning sun finding its way to start the day.

Sunbeams and clouds above the mountains.

                                 Flowers dying
                                      and in full bloom.

Trees in a row,

And trees reflected in still water.

Brightly lit windows that keep out the dark.

                                                        Storm clouds over the water.

Don't let your world be black and gray and white.

The same every day, drab and boring.

See life like this sky!

Swept with pink and blue, gold and orange!

Throw in some green and red, purple and violet!

Color your world!

Walk to the Waterfall

A few weeks ago, I was out in the forest walking to a waterfall.

This was at the beginning of the path, Nature's Greeter!

Then the path narrowed and was in shade

a rocky, tree root path, that made me look to the ground

more than straight ahead.

But I did look stop and look up; 

And my eyes saw these leaves!

And this spot of fall color!

And this rock wall covered reaching for the sky!

The path meandered around and around.

And it meandered next to the river!

Oh my, the river!

The sound of water flowing over rock, 

swishing, burbling and whispering.

The little calm pools with shadows and reflections.

The water and the green of the forest as one.

Then I could hear a roaring sound that

made my feet seem lighter

and the heat not so hot

and my heart skipped at beat as

I turned a bend in the path

and saw this..the waterfall!

                                              
         
                                                    Water falling over rock, life moving.

Someone had built a rock cairn near the base 

of the waterfall.

Cairns were originally intended as trail markers

  to show the way in treeless areas.

I have seen cairns built along trails before; 

they were not necessarily markers.

At each location, I had the same feeling.

A cairn is a temple built to commemorate

the journey, give thanks to the Earth

and  the joy of being close to Nature.

Other people will notice cairns so it makes 

them pause, look and be still.

Be still and just be.

About Light

Morning Light moves the Night away.

It wakes up the flowers.

It shows us the way, 

And points out things we need to see!

 

It puts sparkly stars upon the water.

But evening light

 is soft and gentle,

Filling me with peace.

Do you see the Light?

A Silent Walk in the Forest

Alone, I walk the pine forest path

green and brown, 

twisting and winding 

its way down hill, 

Just being

Seeing

                               Look! red and  gold

The path  flattens and changes to

a carpet of softness, 

lush and green and damp.

Then, flowers greet me, 

                                                                    Mother Nature's gifts
                                                                  growing along the path.

Before I round the bend,

I can hear the burbling

and then the River sings for me!

The path beyond the river is different,

as I climb up and away, 

trees are heavy with leaves, 

oaks, birch and maples

and others I can't name.

Reaching for the sky

with ferns growing in the shade

of their outflung limbs.

And then, 

a mountain laurel shedding its bloom

makes a carpet of white and pink

amid the brown and green

of the forest.

I am alone but yet not,

I feel the Presence.

  I love the forest

and it loves me.