My online journal where I share my interests in photography, nature, journaling, fountain pens, bicycling, coffee life, spirituality and the mystery of it all.
This image was taken last fall when campus was still open and students were in classrooms. Some would call it normal, but was it? I’m sitting in my bedroom looking out at overcast skies and a bright but diffused sun. The robins awoke me before dark with their gentle song. I must say it’s much better than waking to an alarm. Not much on my mind this morning, foggy thinking. Have a great Friday and upcoming weekend.
Awoke early. Couldn’t go back to sleep. Spent a bit more time reading and writing while enjoying toast and coffee. Took a walk this afternoon to Fisher Nature Area, even put in some extra steps. Needed to burn off the jelly I put on the toast.
I heard the jets coming as I stepped outside to take the camera for a walk when. They were on top of me so quickly. I didn’t even look, just raised the camera and fired away.
I had heard earlier this morning that the US Air Force Thunderbirds were planning a flyover across communities in Colorado to honor “healthcare workers, first responders, military members and other essential personnel who are working on the front lines to combat the coronavirus.” The flight path was to take them over more than 40 medical facilities.
I find it a contradiction that military aircraft, designed to kill thousands of people, would plan a flyover in tribute to healthcare workers, first responders whose purpose is to keep people alive and include military members. I’m confused!
Awe and Wonder…
With eyes fixed on the horizon
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I realize how small, insignificant
I am in this vast universe.
Yet, within me there’s a sense I am
a part of all this, of being connected,
even though a small part.
I cannot define, comprehend or
name this sense within me but at this
moment I feel this huge mysterious love.
May we be the gift we were meant to be,
created to be. May we never lose the
awe and wonder of living this life!
Good morning. It is misting and at 25 degrees a fine layer of ice is covering everything. As I took in the view from my bedroom window, I thought this would make a decent image that expressed the mood of this morning.
“You must not ever stop being whimsical. And you must not, ever, give anyone else the responsibility for your life.”
Before going to bed last night I decided I would go to Cups Coffee this morning and buy a latte. I ache inside for the small businesses struggling to stay in business so it was my way of supporting them. When I bought some food supplies yesterday I noticed they were open. They now have the shop completely quarantined, primarily taking call in orders only. I was able to step inside the front door, order my drink then step outside and wait for them bring it outside. That’s when this image was seen. Drink for the day was a matcha latte with lavender syrup. Much prefer honey rather than the lavender. I heard a new for many of us yesterday, we’re now called quarantiners. And, yes, Websters has that name in their dictionary. 🙂
I started working on a photography book well over a year ago where I intended to include excerpts from my journals along with some of my favorite images, primarily to leave for my children and grandchildren. About three months ago I read what I’d written, thought it was sh*t, told myself I’m not a writer and put it down. Well, this quarantine time beckoned me to look at what I could do with the writing. I’m not sure what but something happened. A clear mind maybe, but it began morphing into a style of writing I’m not used to. I’ve read several names and styles of writing called prose, poetry, haiku, poetic prose, poetic journals, and a bunch more. Anyway, I’m having fun with it. My last post had my feeble, and first, attempt to write in some form of poetic prose on this site.
With prayer and meditation I begin this day
and words from within are heard in this silence.I sit at my desk looking out the window
and a gust of wind intrudes in the silence.Sunlight begins to peek through grey clouds
now shadows move across the wall in silence.I open a book to a favorite page
where words speak to me but in silence.My pen moves across the blank page
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and I notice, there’s much to hear in silence.
I’m pretty much in a self induced quarantine, maintaining physical distancing. I think I’m adjusting to doing without my lattes and coffee shop community, although it is not easy. Morning coffee is made with a french press and I bought some different coffee beans that I really do like. In many ways it’s nice to spend a bit more time at home. I’m also getting in a walk or two each day for physical health and sanity.
Right now I’m in my wicker rocker looking out the bay window of my bedroom that faces southeast. The sun has just crested the neighboring apartments so I now have bright sunshine in my face and almost done with my cup of coffee. So,what to do with a full day ahead.
Some of you may not believe this but I have a corner in my living room where a pile of stuff is slowly growing in height and width. I’ve always told myself the reason I have not picked up this pile in the corner of my living room was because I didn’t have the time. Well, I now know that is not the reason. 🙂 Maybe today. Or Saturday.
I took this image on a cold night this past December. A tripod was required for the star effect on the street light.
“It may be that when we no longer know what to do,
we have come to our real work
and when we no longer know which way to go,
we have begun our real journey.The mind that is not baffled is not employed.
Wendell Berry
The impeded stream is the one that sings.”
About noon today I will be having some mild surgery. It seems the incision (a new seam I didn’t have previously) from my heart surgery over a year ago needs some repair. A hernia has appears at the bottom of the incision just below my sternum. I have no pain with it but it is getting larger. So, about noon today they will knock me out, add another scar to my chest, and charge me for doing it, all while I’m asleep. It will be outpatient but anesthesia will be used so I may have some shallow depth of field and blurry vision for a few hours. Sort of like the image above. I will be back on line as soon as possible.