It’s so remarkable to me that every living thing on this earth seems to burst forth from nothing. One moment there is a skeleton of dead twigs and the next, something beautiful and alive is where nothing once was.
It comes from nowhere and everywhere at once.
Spring brings the land around me back to life; it brings my heart back to life.
A flower from my beautiful boy. He doesn’t see a weed, he sees a flower….and so do I.
If you happen to find a moment today, please stop and see what’s around you. Life is beautiful every time of year as long as you take the time to notice it.
It’s been a while since I’ve been out for a good walk to take some photos. I find that the best photos I capture need to come from the moment I’m in and, quite frankly, slushy, muddy, skeleton-tree post freezing winter but pre-spring just doesn’t hold my attention well enough to really sink into the moment very often.
The promise of new life budding and warm weather; however, captures my mind in a way I can’t release.
So – spring.
I’ve always been drawn to these pretty, natural sun-spotted shots that highlight the tiniest and most beautiful details. We never take the time to stop and really examine the details, I find. When you do, amazing things can happen. In these moments, I was absolutely mentally, emotionally and physically tuned into these little leaves. They will change each day, in fact, are already totally different than they were one week ago. This moment; this exact moment in time, will never happen again. I feel so lucky to have been able to witness and hold forever this moment.
Even the spiderwebs you can barely see reflecting the sunshine are now likely gone. Never again will this tiny part of the world be this way again. Isn’t that amazing?
I have some amazing shots of the water from this same area. Will be posting those soon.
I have a lot of photos in my storage across many places. I have a google album that is full, and then another under my personal gmail account. I have a full hard drive on a computer that ONLY has photos on it. I removed every single application and program that I didn’t need and wouldn’t affect the machine’s performance or operating system and the entire thing is photos. Some are so old, Colt is a baby. I really started taking photos when Colt was born. My foster family gave me a digital camera (very cheap point and shoot but they thought it a nice idea since I was expecting. They were stunned into silence when I burst into tears upon opening my gift. I had always wanted a camera – even a shitty one. I used to buy those throw away ones they sold at drug stores and photo development places (remember those guys? Blacks Photography and … ohhhh the orange and yellow one….they guaranteed your film to be developed in an hour…..that’s going to bug me now).
For those of you who do not have any idea what I’m talking about (Colt tilted his head to the side like a confused puppy and asked me to repeat myself when I tried to explain that there was a time when the only phone you could use was attached to a wall or phone both and photos were taken on a roll of film that had to be developed…..)
“But, why wouldn’t you just save the pictures on your phone?”
“Because phones didn’t take pictures back then Colt”
“So what? You had to have a camera and a phone? Like you do now?”
“Yes, more or less.”
“…..Then why didn’t you just upload your photos onto your laptop?”
I didn’t even try to start the “we didn’t have laptops or even home computers when I was a kid” conversation.
Now, we just keep everything in some virtual cloud. That idea still seems kind of magical to me.
There is a really special time of year around here where the weather begins to cool and the trees are cued to start to turn and prepare for their winter sleep. We always have a few weeks of a second summer – it gets cold and then we hit a week of gorgeous summer weather. This halts the leaves and it’s like they wait for that time to pass so they can explode into rich, glowing reds, oranges, yellows at every depth and brightness.
It’s the moment before everything begins to hunker down for the winter. I love it more than any other time of year.
The moon has always been one of those things in nature that captivate me. I wondered as a child, how it could be possible to see the moon at night, but also at times through the day. As I grew and learned about how the universe works, it began to make sense from a physics point of view, however, I still find myself feeling a spark of excitement and wonder when I see the moon hovering in the middle of a daytime sky.
That moment; that spark of wonder; I think that’s something we are all missing out on. I’m going to spend time searching for the things that ignite my curiosity and spend more of the precious time I’ve been given in this life filling my soul with wonder and the beautiful world around me, rather than wading waist-deep in the muck through the synthetic reality society dictates.
I’m not saying this will change much of who I am, but it certainly can’t hurt now, can it?
Visibility – not great. Days like this make me thankful for daytime running lights. This was a much better day compared to earlier in the week. Then you couldn’t see anything past your windshield.
Now, a week and a bit later, it’s raining. Been pouring down all day. My house is warm and dry; septic system is a bit bogged down but nothing to complain about; the melting snow and rain are draining effectively from the streets and I have music playing though my TV while I sit, in comfort, and wait for spring. Thankful. Ever thankful.
Watching animal mates stick together always warms my heart. These two were taking turns hunting and sharing whatever snacks they found. One would take off and the other would sit, patiently waiting for the other to return. Their body language looked like love to me. Keeping each other warm and full; weathering the storm together as one.
He was so far away that my telephoto hard a hard time capturing the details here so a little editing of colour and sharpness helped this photo along. I was captivated as this hawk circled the fields hunting for some lunch on the first sunny day we had in weeks.
Watching him ride the wind currents was incredible. The dive was the most spectacular, of course, but it was so quick I didn’t have time to adjust to capture it on camera. Some things in life are meant for your eyes to see alone, I suppose.