I can’t help it.
We are observers.
And what happened during? Were we all there? Growth. Health.
More personal than usual.
Every week, maybe a couple days each week, I take a walk amongst the agricultural valleys in the mountainous region surrounding me. And on every walk I discover something in the plants, gardens, fields and landscape that rejuvenates some part of my being.
Normally I capture a photo to share with what I hope is a caption that will captivate the guests who visit my blog. Well the last couple weeks, I have taken the photos and when I have returned home to review them, I have not felt inspired. Can’t explain it.
So today I have written this strange entry.
Now I will review my recent photos and hope to find one or more to attach to this post.
I found two.
I feel better now.
When waiting to pick up the take-out, what is the safe social distance?
Flew away–without the take-out.
Framing photos to lie or to tell the truth…
Nothing and everything can’t be the same, can they?
There are grains everywhere; but which one holds the truth? I need a grain of truth.
Not so long ago, I participated in a survey by an American specialist in landscape visualization. The survey focussed on the inclusion of visual utility infrastructure as it is built through the landscape.
At the close of the survey a question was asked for each to identify the ideal image of landscape visualization. Well, it would have been easy to say–landscape without any infrastructure visual intrusion would have been my preference.
Could not do that. But I did add that since humans had been living with and using the landscape as long as written history, the ideal landscape image should include successful use, accomodation and management of the landscape.
Just recently, I found a photogenic example that expressed my ideal. The images follow below.
And, they do bring…
It is all free.
Doesn’t cost anything–we just have to go outside to find it.
…when I’ve got this outside!
Spring fresh air!
Can you find any of the above in the following images?
Or better yet…go out and find them yourself.
After the death of winter comes a rebirth of life, of beauty, of joy.