My online journal where I share my interests in photography, nature, journaling, fountain pens, bicycling, coffee life, spirituality and the mystery of it all.
Today’s weather has been beautiful. Gorgeous red sunrise to start it off. We are expecting mid 70’s today but winter returns tomorrow with only a high of 45 and a nighttime low near freezing. We will see frost on windshields. End of weather report!
After quiet time and meditation it was a bus ride and walk to Mugs. Had this young man pass me on the way home and just had to get an image of his backpack. I could see a series of images just of backpacks. Enjoy your week!
“Photography is, for me, a spontaneous impulse
Henri Cartier-Bresson
coming from an ever attentive eye
which captures the moment and its eternity.”
Standing passengers on public transportation hang on to handles, called strap-hangers. They intrigued me yesterday so I played around with different compositions and framing. There are now a few people who know I’m a bit insane and give me some distance. I’d like to share a story about one of the first times I began riding the bus. Forgive me if I’ve told this before.
One morning when getting on I found it packed with students on their way to campus. There was no room to sit so I had to stand, grabbing a strap-hanger. This nice young man, calling me “Sir”, offered me his seat. After declining the offer I began to think about the generosity and concern of his offer for this older guy. I realized how much older I was than 95% of the kids on the bus. I also noticed the cute young lady he was sitting next to. So, the next time I ever encounter the same or similar situation I just may take up the offer, especially if she’s cute. 🙂
This morning we have a full moon sitting just above the mountains to the west. In the east we have a radiant orange sky between the horizon and clouds. The day begins! I’m at Bindles on the hill looking out the east window over the Poudre River flowing in the valley below. Next to me is a mocha latte. Live is good!
This is an image of tall grasses, 3-5 feet tall, which are planted in a raised flowerbed. So probably a total of 7-8 feet tall. I have found myself just staring at this image for awhile because of the patterns they make silhouetted against the blue sky, puffy clouds and the starburst. It’s impact has come after pressing the shutter.What caused me to see this and then compose, frame and press the shutter? This is so simple but I just keep looking and thinking about it. It’s impact on me has come after pressing the shutter. It’s gotta be Cedric’s writings.
“Imagination prepares me to accept certain things as enriching experiences
Cedric
rather than disregard them as whimsical nonsense.”
“Writing and reading decrease our sense of isolation. They deepen and widen and expand our sense of life: they feed the soul.”
Anne Lamott
Clear cloudless blue skies today. A beautiful Colorado fall day. Noticed these shadows on campus as I returned from Mugs coffeehouse and felt a desire to share them. I’m off to help a friend move a few things today. Hoping today brings wonderful surprises and gifts your way.
Had to make a couple trips to Windsor so I took County Road 5 rather than the Interstate. It’s a slower paced 2 lane road and a lot less traffic. On Monday I saw 7 hawks and on Tuesday I saw 4 of them. They always cause me to smile as they are so majestic. Each day for them is about survival. Seems like a simpler life than mine. I have much to learn from them. The water was calm and reflective at the Arapaho Bend Nature Area.
A wintery good morning from Colorado. Yesterday Colorado State University had their homecoming football game with clear blue skies, bright sunshine and 61 degrees at kickoff. Clouds began to move in from the northwest and the temperature started dropping by the beginning of the fourth quarter. I noticed a few fans walking home from the game in shorts and t-shirts, paying the price of not layering.
This morning at 6:30 we were at 23 degrees with 3-5 inches of snow, much needed moisture. Under the snow was a layer of ice from the rain we received before turning to snow. This is Colorado and one of the things I enjoy about living here. After my quiet prayer and meditation I made a visit to Rowland Moore Park for a few wintery scenes. This is one of them. Have a super Sunday!
[Photography] is a way of feeling, of touching, of loving. What you have caught on film is captured forever . . . it remembers little things, long after you have forgotten everything.
Aaron Sussman