When I wait and look and listen I make different photographs than when I scurry around looking and searching with a proactive approach.
Brooks Jensen
The same is true in living life! Have a wonderful Tuesday! 😊
Wait and Look and Listen
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Sunset at Pawnee National Grasslands -2012 -
Web of Life
Sunset and windmill at Pawnee Grasslands back in 2011 “A Mystic sees beyond the illusion of separateness into the Intricate Web of Life in which all things are expressions of a Single Whole. You can call this Web God, the Tao, the Great Spirit, the Infinite Mystery, Mother or Father but it can be known only as Love.” Joan Borysenko
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Windmill at Sunset
Windmill at Sunset on Pawnee National Grasslands Pawnee National Grassland is located in the South Platte River basin in remote northern and extreme northeastern Weld County and comprises two parcels totaling 193,060 acres. It is part of the short grass prairie. Due to poor soil and the Dust Bowl it has not had much agricultural invasion. It’s about a two hour drive from my house and one reason. You can probably understand why I have mainly sunset images rather than sunrises. 🙂 Hope you have a super week!
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Pawnee Buttes
The Buttes at Sunset Here’s another image from this past Saturdays scouting trip to the Pawnee Grasslands. I think there are lots of potentials in this area. One image I would like to see would be a sunrise. But, I also enjoy the peacefulness out there. Putting a sunrise shot in my bucket list for next week, unless I procrastinate again. 🙂
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Sunset at Pawnee Grasslands
Windmill at Sunset Last Saturday I made a scouting trip to the Pawnee Grasslands. I wanted to see the campgrounds near Briggsdale and how find out how long it took to get to the Pawnee Buttes from the campground. The campground was much bigger than I expected and is setup for some larger RVs. They have several locations for bathrooms, which us guys over 60 need, water and fire pits. I later drove over the the Buttes scouting for photo opportunities. They are everywhere. I met a young man named Marty Witt who is from the Denver area. He and his wife own a framing and photography business. He had come up for an evening of shooting and camping. We walked along the western edge of the buttes, did the proverbial photographers talk on equipment, how we got started and where we are with it. Always interesting conversations. We’d stop talking every once in a while and listen to the coyotes howling in distance or watch the two kestrels circling above us or listen to the quiet.
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Sunset at Pawnee Grasslands
Windmill at Sunset Last Saturday I made a scouting trip to the Pawnee Grasslands. I wanted to see the campgrounds near Briggsdale and how find out how long it took to get to the Pawnee Buttes from the campground. The campground was much bigger than I expected and is setup for some larger RVs. They have several locations for bathrooms, which us guys over 60 need, water and fire pits. I later drove over the the Buttes scouting for photo opportunities. They are everywhere. I met a young man named Marty Witt who is from the Denver area. He and his wife own a framing and photography business. He had come up for an evening of shooting and camping. We walked along the western edge of the buttes, did the proverbial photographers talk on equipment, how we got started and where we are with it. Always interesting conversations. We’d stop talking every once in a while and listen to the coyotes howling in distance or watch the two kestrels circling above us or listen to the quiet.
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A Place of Quiet
Sunset on the Pawnee National Grasslands Words fall short when expressing my feelings when I visit the Pawnee National Grasslands. There is this quiet. The only sounds are the wind, the birds, maybe a cow mooing in the distance, my footsteps and my breathing. None of the sounds of the city can be heard, the ones we are accustomed to hearing and are almost expected. The vastness of this landscape has a way of making me feel small and insignificant, yet I feel so much a part of it. It’s an ecosystem all its own, one many people never experience. This is a land where no plow has turned the soil. There is not much of that left in of the short, mixed and tall prairies. This is cowboy country where small dark specks in the distance are grazing cattle. It’s a place of quiet.
