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This is along Spring Creek Trail taken on my ride this morning. Just behind these trees is a 8 story Hilton Hotel as well as scattered student housing for Colorado State University and a few residential homes. This part of the bicycle path is in an open area which I hope they keep that way. You can also see some of the colors changing, otherwise we are still green. This scene caught my interest because of the simple cloud against that blue sky and the trees. May you have a wonderful weekend!
I want to believe that the imperfections are nothing—that the light is everything — that it is more than the sum of each flawed blossom rising and fading. And I do.
from “The Ponds” by Mary Oliver
The truest statement in the world is “you never know.” There is always something to evoke wonder, to wonder about, because this world, this life, this universe, this reality is far more than just the sum of its parts. Even the slightest detail contains much more. The overwhelming awe and wonder we feel teaches us more than we can ever glean or come to know of things. In the presence of that wonder, the head has no answers and the heart has no questions.
Richard Wagamese
Love for the earth and love for you are having such long conversations in my heart.
Mary Oliver, Thirst
I am going to be away this weekend from Friday thru Sunday at the Drala Mountain Center for a retreat entitled Mary Oliver’s Poetry: A Doorway to Connection with Nature and the Divine. My friend Greg is putting on the retreat so I decided to go. I will not have cellular and I am not taking my laptop. I’m stepping through the doorway and unplugging for the weekend.
“… we think that accomplishing things will complete us, when it is experiencing life that will.”
Mark Nepo
Nature put on another show this morning by painting the eastern sky with its palate of colors: orange, gold, pink and purple. She also placed a full moon over the mountains in the west. It seemed that no matter which direction I faced, I was experiencing life to its fullest. I then met friends for coffee and conversation to complete the morning. I hope you are enjoying your Sunday!
The day’s farewell is expressed in twilight, in the magic of color and beauty. The twilight makes the night welcome. It is as if the beautiful colors of twilight slip into the night and make the night habitable and bearable, a place where there is hidden light. Similarly, in old age, the twilight time of life, many of the unnoticed treasures of your life can now become available and visible to you. Often it is only with the twilight perception that you can really glimpse the mysteries of your soul. When the neon light of analysis grasps at the soul, the soul rushes to conceal and hide itself. Twilight perception can be a threshold to invite the shy soul to come closer to you in order to glimpse its beautiful lineaments of longing and possibility.
John O’Donohue, Anam Cara
“Anything that excites me for any reason, I will photograph;
Edward Weston
not searching for unusual subject matter, but making the commonplace unusual.”
My schedule this morning was discombobulated because they sent me a message saying they were not opening the coffee shop until later due to maintenance. I forwarded that message to Jeff so he would not drive from Windsor and find it closed. I grabbed my camera and headed to Arapaho Bend Natural Area. As I drove over there I watched the sky turn from red to pink then settle into its gold warm glow of the new day. My eyes were excited by the clouds so I wanted to share the beauty I saw in them. I set up my camera and tripod and hung around for a while. This was the one I chose to post today out of the 15 I took. After a half hour or so I went to a small coffee shop called Lima Coffee Roasters and paid way too much for a mocha.
The quote by Edward Weston reminds me of how often we do not see the usual subject matter of life that the mystic, the contemplative, the poet, the creative, the photographer, seems to see. And each of them must be awake, aware and open to the moment we are experiencing. I believe he nailed it! I hope you have a wonderful day!!
A good way to start a Sunday morning, or any morning, is time at Pineridge Natural Area. Joining me this morning at chapel were three Mule Deer, a couple of cottontails, a small choir of ducks and geese on Dixon Reservoir, a lone fisherman standing on the shore, and the nonstop chatter of magpies. We were finally gifted with a lovely afternoon rainstorm yesterday. It brought such a refreshing scent of rain, bright clear skies and if you were present to the moment, the loving touch of Creation. Morning chapel!
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I loved the morning clouds of predawn at Pineridge Natural Area. I took several images of different compositions. However, none of the images turned out good because I forgot to turn off my IBIS (in body image stabilization). Anyway here are some purdy clouds at Pineridge Natural Area this morning. I hope you have a great day!
This morning has had the feel, look and smell like fall. My bicycle ride was refreshing and brisk to the coffee shop. Nature offered her lovely sky canvas painted with delicate clouds and subtle colors. I stopped a couple of times to take photos and appreciate the gift of the moments. I listened to birds singing. Had two whitetail does ignore me as they grazed along the trail. With experiences like this each morning I enjoy my rides even more. My barista this morning was Madi, my drink was an Old Town mocha and I had good conversations with the regulars! Yes, I am appreciating the gift of the moments!