An online journal sharing my interests in photography, nature, coffee life, journaling, fountain pens, spirituality and asking deep questions.
The spiritual journey is a constant interplay between moments of awe followed by a process of surrender to that moment.
Richard Rohr
While reading and journaling at Rolland Moore Park I noticed the wind rustling through the cottonwood trees above me. It caused me to look up and have one of those moments of awe. And, I just happened to have my camera with me.
A wintery good morning from Colorado. Yesterday Colorado State University had their homecoming football game with clear blue skies, bright sunshine and 61 degrees at kickoff. Clouds began to move in from the northwest and the temperature started dropping by the beginning of the fourth quarter. I noticed a few fans walking home from the game in shorts and t-shirts, paying the price of not layering.
This morning at 6:30 we were at 23 degrees with 3-5 inches of snow, much needed moisture. Under the snow was a layer of ice from the rain we received before turning to snow. This is Colorado and one of the things I enjoy about living here. After my quiet prayer and meditation I made a visit to Rowland Moore Park for a few wintery scenes. This is one of them. Have a super Sunday!
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.
“Restore the spark of life by doing work that is deeply rooted in your soul.”
Thomas Moore
We are cold and cloudy this morning. It’s one of those days when you want to pull the covers up around your neck and dream a bit more. Once you crawl out of bed it becomes a day for making chili soup, maybe even homemade bread. I start a trip tomorrow so have things to do today before leaving.
When spending time on a trail in one of our parks or nature areas I like to look for the art nature provides. And, no matter where I look I will find it. I enjoyed this scene because of it’s simple beauty but I know this scene will not be there tomorrow.I must enjoy it while it’s there. The constant work of nature will change it. An hour from now or by tomorrow more leaves will have fallen. The wind will blow away some leaves or move the leaves creating a different pattern. Rain and snow will change the colors and contrast. A squirrel may run along this log and alter the scene. Or maybe man will pick up the leaves and alter the scene. I will return at a later time to see how it has change. But, this was the art for today.
On one of my walks around our hotel I found this replica of the Washington Monument in a small park called Oronoco Bay Park located along the Potomac River. I enjoyed my walk and took the time to sit on one of the many benches along the walking trail to watch the aircraft landing from the south at Reagan National Airport. I found a nice Thai restaurant called Thailand on Royal Street on my way back to the hotel. I tried something different called Fiery Basil (Kaprow). Not bad and no wonder my pants fit tight!
A simple project I did a few years ago was to take and post an image of a bench each day for a complete month. Every since that exercise my eye has been drawn to benches so I keep adding images to the subject (keyword). With the snowfall and cold we’ve had it is more difficult to get out but some days I just have to get out there. This bench is not as inviting as it is in the warmer seasons but it is one of my favorite subjects.
My grandmothers name was Daisy but that’s not the reason I like daisies. Some people consider them weeds and some consider them flowers. We find them growing in peoples gardens and in an open prairie. They stand tall on their stems and sway with the wind. In fact do you remember making daisies chains with their stems when you were little? They are also used for medicinal purposes. A little known fact is that in ancient Rome, the surgeons who accompanied Roman legions into battle would order their slaves to pick sacks full of daisies in order to extract their juice. Bandages were then soaked in this juice and then would be used to bind sword and spear cuts. But what draws me to them is their beauty. In this image you will notice I was not the only one attracted to the daisies. Hope you have a great day!