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.
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.
It’s supposed to be winter now but the weather is that weird in-between warm/cold and nothing is frozen. It’s wet, muddy, chilly, damp and blah out there. It’s hard to find nice things to take photos of when the entire world feels like it’s comprised of dead fields, bare trees, and mud. Monochrome helps.
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.
This is a repost from last year but as I’m sitting here, lost in it, seeking the peace I felt the day I took it, I couldn’t help but share it again.
Life can overwhelm us so often. Sometimes things seem like they’re going well at 8 am on a Monday and by lunchtime, the entire world has shifted on its axis and you find you’ve lost your footing in places you didn’t even realize you had a strong grip. That’s the way things work for me, anyway. This photo; this moment; this peacefulness is where I return to when I lose my way. Coincidently, it’s the photo that almost everyone who comes into my office at work is instantly drawn to. So much so, I think I’ve gifted out at least 2 dozen digital copies. If this brings you any sort of solace, looking into and beyond the leaves and summer softness in this photo, please feel free to write me and I’ll email you a free, full-sized digital copy.
This is one I want to share with anyone who sees in it what I do.
A little digital magic makes the scene dance with light. Fun ways to spend a few minutes making something no one has ever seen.
I wish I could project my words this way, visual to anyone who wanted to see. Photos are another form of words I suppose. There is something wonderful about everyone being able to interpret what the see without my own thoughts and emotions clouding or guiding their own.