Nature’s Delicate Side

With icy and snowy landscapes greeting me as I look out the windows, I sometimes go poking through older photos with some of them taken in the warmer seasons…..just for that occasional break.

I came across these two last night.

 

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In a patch of downtrodden grass

Stands a sentinel.

Reaching tall….reaching for the sun’s warmth.

A splayed fan of fine, grassy wisps at the top.

In a burst of bright green,

Saying, “I am here!”

 

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Little girl in white

With a bouffant of pink hair;

Dancing with a friend.

 

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The first photo was taken during a visit at a wildlife reserve in August 2015 up in the Yukon.  Our group had walked over to where some caribou were grazing in their sufficiently large area – we could watch them with a wired fence between us – and in between taking photos of the caribou, I also found some other beauties in this spot….like that little grassy shoot.

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The second photo was taken of bleeding hearts blooms in the front bed of my garden in the spring of 2015.  I had actually waited too long, and many of the fuller clusters had already passed the height of their generous blooming time.

 

 

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Last week’s photography assignment

Do you remember the last one I posted?  It dealt with “Reflections.”

This time the theme was given as:  “Landscapes with Water.”

Now, I was quite busy with my other jobs outside of writing and photography.  Even so,  I managed to squeeze in some contemplative periods in order to focus on  which photos I could pull from my collection for this assignment.

Here are the four that I submitted:

Landscape with Water #1

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Landscape with Water #1 – For my submissions I am starting out small……last summer we had a rubbermaid bin in our yard with some odds and bits of broken things in it. Things destined for the dump. However, one day I looked at the little pile accumulating and noticed not only had the rubbermaid bin collected a sizeable amount of rainwater over a period of time, but the “landscape” had seemed inviting enough for two frogs to make their home there! Landscape is man-made (you can see parts of a fan on the left) and the water is a pond of rainwater.

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Landscape with Water #2

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Landscape with Water #2 – For this one I am going completely opposite to the first one…..this time from far up high! Later last summer my husband and I had the opportunity to squeeze in a quick trip out west, so here we are flying above the Rockies….going north for our two-day introductory scoot to the Yukon. You see magnificent Rocky landscape with a big river running through. Unfortunately, it’s hard to get flight staff to tell you EXACTLY where the plane is…..

NOTE:  When a friend commented on this photo, referring to its “out of the box thinking” perspective, I replied with…..

“You should see me on planes – hahaha! I am truly like a little kid; taking pictures of EVERYTHING! As in….”oh, this is cool! Click. Oh hey, that’s a wonky tilt! Click. Hey, look at the baggage guy hoisting all the bags on the conveyor belt. Click.” Yep, I’m weird like that. I have yet to see someone else on the plane as weird as that.   Actually, I’m like that on trains, too! Pretty near everywhere….”  🙂

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Landscape with Water #3

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Landscape with Water #3 – Also from our trip last summer out west….my husband and I decided on a day trip to Skagway – we are Klondike Rush history enthusiasts! – and we didn’t have enough time to drive up to Dawson City (our first choice and for next time). This photo is of Emerald Lake – still in the Yukon, before the border to Alaska. We stopped here to spend some time just taking in the view, and this nifty colouration of the lake intrigued me. It is due to the depth and water particles, etc. that this lake gets its name. You can see the green along the shoreline.

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Landscape with Water #4

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Landscape with Water #4 – For this one I go a bit further back into the archives….August of 2011, when my youngest son and I went for a week-long trip to Prince Edward Island – a much-loved place for me! – We spent almost every day at one beach or another; our favourite one was the one closest to where we were staying…..North Rustico Beach. I love the red earth there!  It’s everywhere on PEI!

 

Where have I been?

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A December day

Grey sky and wet roads – NO snow!

Nature is confused?

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Hello Friends!

I feel out of synch with the rhythm and flow that was my writing here.

As I wrote in my last post, it started with getting sick, which progressed to the period of recovering.  And that ended up being dragged out somewhat due to the tenacity of the cold virus, as well as only allowing myself two days of rest and pushing myself back on to my part-time jobs….especially when I depend on the income.

Let’s just say that things got really busy from then on, and I was mostly only able to do catch-up of essentials in the various communications.  Wordpress was on my to-do-list but only once came this close to a new post (I got the photos uploaded).

As Christmas approaches, the baton of busy work is being passed along, so I’m thinking…..”grab this time to get a foothold back into the blogosphere.”

Note:  The photo  is from a recent day.  As I was heading to a job, I was struck not only with the lack of snow that normally would have been covering everything by now – and we do have periodic non-snowy Decembers – but I particularly noticed the left and right running “carpets of red, dried conifer needles” skirting the road.  Our generous snowfalls tend to cover up these fall sights.  Happily, this time I got to see it.

 

 

 

 

Sunset Walk

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Looking at the sky,

In serenity’s embrace

I breathe in deeply.

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Went for a late afternoon walk on Wednesday…..figured it would do my wheezy lungs some good. It did. It has become my walk of peacefulness and appreciation.  A quiet time to think or just to look around and enjoy the scenery. Sometimes it isn’t all THAT quiet…..hahaha!…..when there are oodles of cars and trucks coming through! But there were quiet spells for sure.  A friend commented to me yesterday that she also enjoys her walks where she lives – she lives out in B.C.  (British Columbia) and therefore…..heaven.    There are beautiful mountains in B.C. so the scenery is quite spectacular.  And where I am the landscape is dotted with family farms and fields and small woods.  Different for sure.  I wrote back to her with “I live in heaven, too. Heaven is where one is…..in one’s heart.”

I noticed that the sun was on the descent towards the horizon  as I left the house, so I anticipated seeing a progression of views with the sun saying “good night.”

Here are some of those views…..

You’ll notice……there’s no snow!  Although it does happen in some years, for December, around here, that’s quite unusual.

Ice Sheet on White Lake

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Gazing to the west,

An ice film stretches slowly

Outward from the shore.

 

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I snapped this photo today in the late afternoon during my visit with Leah, a senior lady for whom I do bi-weekly cleaning…..combined with some conversation and laughs.  This is her prized view of her favourite place to be, where she has lived for many years…..on White Lake.

One simply cannot show up at her home and be strictly business, when she is there.  Hahaha!  I am the fresh new face in her life.  The new friend.  Someone who hasn’t heard her stories and jokes before, and I gladly sit with her (before the cleaning chores), as we share a cup of tea and share of our life experiences.

Leah is recently widowed (since August of this year), and she misses her husband whom she loved dearly.  She never faltered, even when his health was getting more and more fragile over the years.  They both had reached their 80 years and would have celebrated a 60th Anniversary in August of this year, if her husband, Bill, had not died just days before.

In our chats we share the commonalities of motherhood and having raised our children as stay-at-home moms, and we regale each other with fun anecdotes of memories from days gone by.  We also share a sense of fun and spunkiness.  As I listen to her adventures, I discover more of the many facets of Leah and what makes her distinctly who she is.  She can be feisty when she needs to be; however, she prefers the harmony as reflected in the natural world around her home.  Laughter comes easily to her, along with reflective moods, love, and compassion.

You just never know when and where you will meet a new friend in your life.

Thank you, Leah, for showing up in mine.  🙂

 

Ice in the Hole

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Temperatures drop.

Clear icy layer fills in;

Odd-looking  globules.

 

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On my afternoon walk today, the wind felt quite brisk.  I had dressed warmly enough and was thankful for the sunshine, too.

The farmers have prepared all the crop fields for their winter’s rest.  So many trees stand bare.   Waiting.  Anticipation.  They will sport the glistening icicles, whilst the conifers get to wear the white dresses.

The road was dry and clear, and I almost missed this frozen indentation.  As soon as I saw it and how it formed so strangely, I wanted to share this discovery.  It was the only spot on this road that retained some water . Right up to the edges of the hole and,  even with its unusual layers and bits, was still strong enough to withstand the warmth from today’s sunshine.

I also like how the one leaf is caught up in the ice embrace.

And this is a broader view of the road and where the hole was found.

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Sunset over a Pond

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A mixture of clouds,

Held in the sky and captured

Below in the pond.

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There is a dairy farm down the road from us, and throughout the summer there is a good-sized pond along the one side of the pasture field where the cows spend the majority of their time grazing.

Last week as I was walking along, it was initially the setting sun that caught my eye and then how the sky “painting” was looking equally beautiful in the pond water reflection.

There are such different clouds in the sky, too – from a large bluish one on the right and then some wispy white ones toward the left, along with some bigger whiter ones that look as if they are “painted” with strokes going almost perpendicular to the blue one.  With those dark tree silhouettes, I was so impressed with this spectacular view.

Poetry from My Walks

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Dry is the cornfield;

Tall and Silent.  And in front

My shadow dances.

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Early evening

Where the sun hangs in a tree –

See the flying geese?

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A stately maple,

Standing tall and fully dressed,

In golden yellow.

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A Surprised Squirrel

Stops…..we watch each other……Runs

Then comes the scolding!

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Cabin by the woods,

Blends with every season’s hues,

Saying, “Come on in!”

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As I head back home,

Flying high above….honking

“It’s time to migrate!”

Some Scenes from My Walk Yesterday

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I have been enjoying my walks along this country road throughout this summer and into the fall.  It has been an eye-opening experience for me to really see how much wondrous beauty I could find every day in this small area.  And it isn’t always big, smack-in-your-face, eye-popping beauty.  Much of it showed up in subtle ways.  Almost as if it would just whisper to me, “look here, oh, and over there!  What do you see?”  I found beauty in the different trees, various wildflowers, occasional encounters with wildlife, and clouds in the sky that would set the mood from bright and cheerful to sombre and stormy…..with occasional sunsets mixed in.  I took hundreds of photos on these walks, because every day brought new treasures to light, and I just HAD to capture them on camera.

Funny, the silly notions we can have sometimes!  When I first thought about starting these walks and deciding to take a specific route – initially mostly for the distance I hoped to walk, as well as the time it would take – the thought crossed my mind about how long it would be before I would get bored of seeing what I then thought would be the same old scenery every day.  Little did I know…..just what kinds of surprises nature had in store for me!  And she was a wonderful teacher…..as always.

The top two pictures are of a farm machine – I believe it’s a combine?  But I could be wrong, as I’m not that familiar with farm machinery.  It was standing in the field, ready to go to work.  I saw it on the first part of my walk, and when I was returning, someone had climbed into it and put it to good use in that field.  You can see all dried up cornstalks on the neighbouring field, still standing tall….not having been turned under yet.

Then there was a field that had a late hay harvest – last one for this year – which must have fairly recently been baled and left to dry in the sun.

I took another picture of my favourite little cabin by some woods and down a winding trail….with that ever-present rain puddle halfway up.  That puddle never seemed to disappear.  And I can look back at photos taken from late spring onwards…..of how that cabin and its immediate surroundings slowly changed over the days and weeks.

And finally a fun-angled photo of the two roads at that intersection…..one of which leads up to my home.

I hope you enjoyed this short “walk” with me.

Water Mirrors

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Water smooth as glass;

Up is down and down is up?

Symmetrical lines.

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I love water reflections, don’t you?

With peaceful, calm waters, you see what’s there and what appears to be there and inverted.  The inversion looks so real, that it often fools the eyes into seeing extra worlds……and our imaginations go wild!

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A bridge appears to burst into geometric shapes.   Trees, flowers, and docks along the shore transform into a modern painting.

I think nature is the original artist with her always perfectly arcing rainbows and her bold or pastel sunsets and sunrises, her cloud-filled skies, her sculptured mountains, and all those mesmerizing water scenes.