“The subject matter is so much more important than the photographer.”
This is the trailhead that leads into Rowland Moore Park.
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“The subject matter is so much more important than the photographer.”
This is the trailhead that leads into Rowland Moore Park.
“Snow was falling,
so much like stars
filling the dark trees
that one could easily imagine
its reason for being was nothing more
than prettiness.”
― Mary Oliver
Awoke to this pretty scene. A reminder that it’s still spring and I live in Colorado. It is a wet and heavy snow with plenty of moisture, making farmers happy campers. Most of the trees have their leaves on so many of the branches on the smaller trees are under the stress of its weight. It is not cold so I’m good with it. This is at the trailhead to Fisher Natural Area along West Stuart.
There are times I wish I could sit at the base of a tree and listen to the stories it has to tell. What changes has it seen in it’s life? How many bird songs has it heard in its life? Does it feel ignored when so many people walk by and really never looked at it? I touch it and feel it toughness. Solid and firm. I see it’s scars, the twisted and broken branches that its sustained through the years. How many eagles and hawks have perched themselves on it’s branches awaiting the unsuspecting field mouse. Yes, I would read a book of stories written by a tree.
“A tree says: My strength is trust. I know nothing about my fathers, I know nothing about the thousand children that every year spring out of me. I live out the secret of my seed to the very end, and I care for nothing else. I trust that God is in me. I trust that my labor is holy. Out of this trust I live.”
Hermann Hesse
Welp, looks like winter wanted to showoff one more time this year. About 4 inches of snow on my car this morning. It is another wet and heavy snow, full of moisture. A lot of trees are leaning over from the weight. I suspect their will be a few snowmen made today. Streets are wet and clean. So, if you’re out and about this morning you will have a dirty car. Thank goodness it’s not cold. Happy Sunday.