I came upon some photos I took last fall. I don’t remember the colours being so vibrant but wow, I’m glad I didn’t delete this folder without flipping through the files first. 🙂
…and then there’s the lake……
These all bring on a feeling of silence and peace; just the wind in the trees and the soft lapping water as the gentle tide pulls the waterline back from the land.
Here, I could stay forever. Aren’t photos incredible? The moment of the memory captured with the image. Pure magic.
When the snow keeps falling and no one interrupts it, every little detail becomes part of the beauty it leaves behind. If only the skies would open up and rain kindness down upon mankind, the world would be a very different place.
We took a family road trip last weekend to the place Dayne and I first fell in love. Colt had asked to see it; the child has a romantic soul like I’ve never seen in one so young (never mind disabled!). It was a magical day, lovely spring sun and we had a great time remembering and sharing memories with Colt, who was still years from being on this planet, a concept he struggles to understand. I mean, how can the world exist before you’re even in it?! It’s a question that’s hard to answer without scaring the shit out of you 12 year old autistic son who has just had his first brush with death (and he didn’t even remember ever meeting his grandfather).
It was lovely though. All those memories that chained into a string of more and more until Colt tuned out completely and Dayne and I sat and marvelled at all the years and tears that we have passed together. Such experience. So much growth. Love too. Now stronger than I ever imagined one could feel. Kinda neat…. being able to capture some of that in image. ❤
I am lucky, alive, and free of my past and the things that haunt me when I see the world through my camera lens. I’m just going to keep livening there…in the happy today.
We went to the beach yesterday as it was a clear, sunny spring day and there is nothing that calls to me and my heart like bodies of water. I spent hours….days…of my childhood and teenaged years staring out into the lakes that surround me, watching the endless motion and pull of the tides. I found much happiness yesterday, in those memories and present moments both.
The first image I took caught me because of the transition between the frozen water, the melting water and the flowing water running over the rocks. The reflection in the first was so clear it confused me for a moment.
Then I realized how lovely the cascade really was, broken, splintered trees dragged down stream and all. 
And then deep inside, the colours got me; the transparency. Frozen to flowing all within three feet.. 
