Animal, plant, rock; each with a beauty and a purpose unto itself,
yet shared they become so much more.
The rock holds the plant; the plant holds the feather;
the feather once flew through the air
and now holds the dreams of the other two.
Archive for the ‘Fall’ Category
Shared dreams
Posted in Fall, tagged beauty, contemplation, dreams, photography, purpose, share, writing on December 19, 2011| Leave a Comment »
Decision for the ages
Posted in Fall, tagged adult, child, contemplation, mellow, mood, photography, writing, your decision on December 16, 2011| 6 Comments »
Let your mood decide the content of this image.
It could be a mellow, late fall scene with weathered marsh grass
creating architectural designs atop failing rosehip berries
that appeals to adult sensibilities. Or it could be a rampaging,
many-legged, multi-eyed swamp creature on its way to conquer
the world unless some enterprising child vanquishes it.
Be the adult, be the child – it’s always your decision.
Behind the veil
Posted in Fall, tagged contemplation, demure landscape, fragrant scents, immerse yourself, photography, pine boughs, sensuous delight, veil, writing on December 14, 2011| 4 Comments »
A demure landscape peeks out from behind a veil of pine boughs,
teasing with highlights of gold and soft-textured skin.
What pleasures await behind these swaying limbs?
What caresses, what sighs, what fragrant scents?
There is one way to find out –
watch closely for your invitation and then go behind the veil.
Immerse yourself in sensuous delight.
Swirling diversity
Posted in Fall, tagged acrimony, colour, contemplation, contrast, diversity, photography, writing on December 12, 2011| Leave a Comment »
A pair of birch trees stands surrounded by a swirling tide of
inkberry bushes roiling in autumn confusion.
There is contrast here – a contrast of colour, of size, of form and of movement.
These differences are not grounds for acrimony; and why would they be?
In fact, these points of diversity are among the most
interesting parts of the forest.
Lost and found
Posted in Fall, tagged contemplation, hope, look carefully, love, photography, writing on December 9, 2011| 6 Comments »
Love comes to us when we are open to finding it;
when we go out into the world and look in unexpected places
and carefully see what is right in front of us.
It might not look like what we were hoping for
or be found where we thought it should be.
Love can happen anywhere, at any time to anyone.
Focal point
Posted in Fall, tagged contemplation, Ghandi, lichen, Mother Theresa, photography, strong presence, writing on December 7, 2011| 3 Comments »
Sombre in colour, ragged edged and without interesting form or texture,
why is this lichen a captivating focal point in a photograph?
It pales in comparison to more colourful flowers, or plants or trees.
It is like some people who rise above their average
appearance to have a strong presence.
If Gandhi wore Armani or if Mother Teresa wore Prada,
would they have had more impact?
Form and function
Posted in Fall, tagged consumers, contemplation, elegant, exquisite, function, great beauty, photography, writing on December 5, 2011| Leave a Comment »
People who create items of great beauty that also serve important functions
are paid handsome amounts of money. Consumers scramble
to purchase cars and boats and clothes and all manner of stuff
exquisite in appearance and usefulness.
After all, it’s not like elegant and functional designs just grow on trees.
Promising grey
Posted in Fall, tagged choices, contemplation, photography, polarizing, truth, writing on December 2, 2011| 2 Comments »
Our world sometimes comes to us painted in choices of black or white –
a polarizing view to be sure because that means
someone must be right and someone must be wrong.
But somewhere inside of us we realize the truth:
much of our world is actually a promising grey.
Map of the world
Posted in Fall, tagged contemplation, countries, history, national borders, ownership, photography, world map, writing on November 30, 2011| Leave a Comment »
Like a map of some crowded bloc of countries,
the markings on this granite boulder feature lines drawn at random.
And really, what are national borders but happenstance lines in the sand?
Would assigning names and ownership to each of the shapes
in this collection mean anything in the true history of this rock
that existed long before man and will exist long after?
Natural treasures
Posted in Fall, tagged bronze, contemplation, diamonds, gold, natural treasure, photography, silver, wealth, writing on November 28, 2011| 3 Comments »
What treasures await us in the natural world;
precious metals and priceless stones found in the gold of a sunrise,
diamond stars in the night sky, the emerald of warm, summer water,
bronze leaves and silver branches.
A fortune free for the taking; wealth for everyone.
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