An online journal sharing my interests in photography, nature, coffee life, journaling, fountain pens, spirituality and asking deep questions.
My sister and I are flying to Phoenix next Tuesday to spend Thanksgiving with my parents. Mom just turned 88 and dad will be 91 in January. They still live alone but we do see the decline in activity. We have been doing this for the past 5-6 years. We are enjoying as much time with them as we can.
“The solution of the problem of life is life itself. Life is not attained by reasoning and analysis, but first of all by living. For until we have begun to live our prudence has no material to work on. And until we have begun to fail we have no way of working out our success.”
Thomas Merton
Well, I guess that means I need to take a few more bad images. I posted this image previously in color. For this image I converted it to black and white with Silver Efex Pro.
“You cannot be what nature did not intend you to be, the struggles of life come from trying to be something other than you.”
I love Meadowlarks. I think they are a very pretty bird and their song is wonderful. It is so distinct and resonates with the feeling of being happy and joyful. And, I think they are. It could be they are happy because they are living who they are, a meadowlark, and not trying to be a robin. We can learn from them. It looks like this one is working on building a nest or patching one up.
It is a cold and wet Saturday morning. By wet I mean it is a mix or rain, sleet and now snow. The rain started around 3:00 this morning and is expected to last most of the day. And, by cold I mean 36 degrees. This is the transition time between Fall and Winter. I sipping on a hot chocolate at one my local coffee hangouts, watching the moisture and gray sky.
This past week I had a short overnight in Dallas that did allow for a couple hours to walk around the hotel in the morning before our flight time. I headed to this telephone pole just to see what other images I could come up. I’ve posted two other images from this same telephone pole, here and here.