Oh March! A journey of renewal

 

I wandered through March
Seeing her old friends return.

           

 Traveling along,
 seeking Spring
 greeting each of those
whose path I crossed.

March's friends are bright and bold and beautiful!

                                           I could hear her friend's 

whispering among themselves 

words of joy at seeing each other 

after the long winter of waiting.

They are wanderers like me

 at the beginning of their new journey.

Goodbye, March! 

I must be going to see April!

 Thank you for sharing your friends!

A world without color

                     Looking at the world without its many colors,  is it any less beautiful?

                                                  Everything is still the same!

                               Does the sunflower lose its beauty when it is not yellow?

Look beyond the blue of the sky,

is it not still wonderful to see the clouds blowing by!

What is white is the still the same

just not seen in the setting of rich green grass and leaves.

 Look beyond what is consider the "normal".

Look close and see what something is made of.

See what the world is without being dressed up 

in its finery.

It is still the most beautiful place!

Right Here Now

      

 I came across this poem this week.  It spoke to my heart about

 my time spent in the Forest or wherever there are trees. 

   "Here" is my favorite place to be. 

    Lost

Stand still. The trees ahead and bushes beside you

Are not lost. Wherever you are is called Here,

And you must treat it as a powerful stranger,

Must ask permission to know it and be known.

The forest breathes. Listen. It answers,

I have made this place around you.

If you leave it, you may come back again, saying Here.

No two trees are the same to Raven.

No two branches are the same to Wren.

If what a tree or a bush does is lost on you,

You are surely lost. Stand still. The forest knows

Where you are. You must let it find you.   

----David Wagoner

The best moments are always Here!

Listen to the trees!

Seeing differently

     The camera is a joy for me.  

Taking clear, sharp photos of beautiful scenery,

lovely flowers and the wonderful things I find in the natural world.

Sometimes, my eyes get all dreamy and the subjects of my photos 

tell me that I need to be creative and different.

I have learned to appreciate that a blurry photo does not have to be deleted.

If I keep looking and seeing, the photo becomes a work of art.

A recent walk in the forest, eyes open to seeing, found these moments.

  Leaves moving in the wind

  The blaze on the tree along the path

 The trees reflecting in the creek

Grass under water

Seeing the colors, shapes and textures of Nature.

But what about when the colors are gone?

Do the photos appeal and seem like art 

when there is no color,

just a feeling of light and dark?

For me, the answer is yes!

I like challenging myself to come up with ways of seeing differently.

Capturing moments of life without rules and restrictions.

What did you see differently today?

                                                          

Moments becoming Memories

I spent four days exploring the Charleston area with a friend, 

photographing the moments we shared.

There was much laughter, driving here and there, walking, 

eating, just being together. 

This is a small portion of what we saw.

The scenery..

the shorebirds,

 Century old graveyards,

Spanish moss in wondrous light

 and a 1000 year old tree!

                                         

A warm winter's day at the beach

full of shells and trees in the surf.

Amazing birds of prey.

Winter camellias and

 the beginning of spring in January.

  Photos of moments

  Memories for always!

Walking into 2016

I love walking..just putting one foot in front of the other and moving forward. 

No particular place to go.

Walking most days here at home is a way to clear my mind and just be. 

 The road and path is familiar and holds no surprises.  I can just concentrate on nothing.

 Beginning a walk on an unfamiliar path, road or trail is one of my favorite things.

Walking in a new location is exciting!

What will my eyes see that is new to me?

What gifts will I receive from the Earth?

Along the creek in the snow, 

High up on the mountain trail above the lake, 

Along the river surrounded by high cliffs, 

along the boardwalk at the marsh, 

and along the beach.

Each time I go to a new place and begin to walk,

a whole new world opens up before me.

Walking without a destination, 

 enjoying the journey of Life.