• clouds,  fog,  landscape

    Morning Fog

    This past Sunday morning nature gave us the gift of light fog. So I drive out east into Weld County to see if I would be given an image. A couple hours later at home I learned that a friend of mine died during the night after his battle with cancer. This simple scene fit my mood.

  • Fujifilm X-T3,  Fujifilm XF35mm f2.0,  landscape,  rants,  sunrises,  writing/reading

    We do not give up hope

    This morning’s sun wanting to shine through

    Smoke hovers over the city
    The foul smell of smoke, now choking
    The amber color uninviting, otherworldly
    So quiet, birds sing in silence or elsewhere

    Despairing mood in this darkened world
    Close my eyes, pray for a brighter day
    Open my eyes, but nothing changed
    I go for a mocha, stare at blank pages

    I sit in the quiet, seek the light within
    Wishing it will shine on this gloomy day
    Now write words, they keep me in the present
    Even in this blackness we do not give up hope

    ms

  • Plants

    Whispered Prayers

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    Hanging On

    I spent some time at the mall today. I wandered through a book store thinking a new book or magazine would perk up my mood. So many to choose from. I also stopped at the Apple Store to see about a neoprene cover for my Macbook but decided against it due to the price. I’m cheap, you know. I left there with a troubled and restless spirit. I felt I needed to be around nature so I stopped at Blendon Woods on the way home. Walking in the warm sun with my camera in hand is good medicine for a restless spirit. I began to notice how the forest canopy of leaves are now the forest’s carpet, the leaves falling to the earth as part of its journey to nurture next springs growth. The nakedness of the trees signals winters approaching season. My spirit noticed how some leaves still hang on, clutching tightly as the wind tries to set them aloft. So I focused on the leaves, took a few images while my spirit whispered prayers.