It seemed like a long time since I had been to Pineridge Natural Area to photograph and experience the pre dawn light and silence. I looked in my archives and the last sunrise image I took was in July. Well that needed to come to halt. So, I’ve been throwing off the warm covers and making my way out to the natural area this past week. Silence. Solitude. Beauty. Cold toes. I need to receive these gifts creation offers. Most songbirds are gone while a lone owl lets me know with a “Who hoo” that they are glad for the new day. Or maybe they are glad I finally showed up again. It was 30 degrees yesterday morning when I took this image. After taking a few images I headed to a coffee shop to warm my hands around a mocha latte. It is cloudy this morning and we are expecting a slight chance of rain today. Hope you have a great day!
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Then things changed…
The day began as I watched the predawn colors on the eastern horizon then the sunrise from the ridge above the reservoir. I sat on the bench watched and listened. An owl, perched on the dead cottonwood tree, sharing with the world their joy for this new day. I enjoyed the warm sunshine and a light breeze we had all morning, drinking coffee and reading on the porch. It is what’s known as a perfect Colorado fall day. Then things changed…
By mid afternoon dark clouds had moved in, temperatures began to drop and the cold wind brought its power and authority to our attention. I put on a coat rather than a jacket and stepped outside for my walk. The cold wind stung my face and my nose began to run. The wind blew the still clinging leaves from their branches and sent them sailing in every direction. Some danced around me as if I was that important. My body knows this feeling as we move more into the later stages of fall and the promise of the colder season that quickly approaches, winter. Did I mention it’s cold?
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The Greatest Lessons
Perhaps the greatest lessons for a photographer are not in learning to master camera technique, but in learning the true meaning of humility and how to dance in a spirit of cooperation.
Courtney Milne - clouds, horizons, journal, journaling, landscape, natural areas, Pineridge Natural Area, sunrises, writing/reading
A Sacred Place
A photo and excerpt from my journal this past July:
Tuesday morning at Pineridge Natural Area. Sun just rose on an almost cloudless horizon. Our meadowlarks sing joyfully. Thank you! Bless this day. Love the birds. I awoke early this morning so had a short night of sleep and may need a power nap later today. The sun is a blinding bright orange orb. It will soon heat up this July day. It is a glorious time of the day for me. My young friend, Kate’s car is here, so she is already up on Viewpoint Spur practicing her morning yoga/meditation. It is also a glorious time of the day for her. This is a sacred place for many. Yet, even in this sacredness I find my mind wandering away to the busyness of the day, fretting, planning and no longer present to the sounds and beauty of creation. I take a deep breath and return. I believe these mornings transform the core of who I am and is an integral part of my own evolution, becoming who I was created to be. A process I will continue to take until my final breath.
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Lines
“Why do you go away? So that you can come back. So that you can see the place you came from with new eyes and extra colors. And the people there see you differently, too. Coming back to where you started is not the same as never leaving.”
Terry PratchettLines are a draw for me in my photography. The line of the shoreline, the line of the horizon and the line of the log, all pull me to this scene. And, their parallel paths take me from one side of the image to the other.
An important practice of a photographer is walking around a scene several times to get new perspectives. And this needs to be done on a regular basis, say several days or weeks in a row.
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The Sunbeam
“We usually miss You, cluttering our minds with expectations about where and how and who You are, but if we trust giving up our seeking and let ourselves know You in everything that is, even what’s concealed from us, we come to find You everywhere, at all times and in an equal way, no matter how strange this might seem to us.”
Meister Eckhart’s Book of SecretsI believe the above is written from the perspective that You is referring to God. Even though the author is Christian his concept of You is not confined to a box but goes way beyond that. His You is not an object or deity. I also feel that way. I find it interesting to reread this and each time replace the word You with God, Love, Reality, Great Spirit, Compassion, Beauty, Nature, Creator, Truth, Justice, Peace, Serenity… and none of these are objects or material things. Thanks for listening…
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Honor Creation
By honoring wilderness, we honor beauty. Beauty is not peripheral, but at the core of what sustains us. Awe and wonder ignite our imagination. We are inspired. We witness the magnificent and miraculous nature of creation. We are humbled. Wilderness becomes soul settling; a homecoming; a reminder of what we have forgotten—that where there is harmony there is wholeness. The world is interconnected and interrelated. Wild nature is not only to be protected, but celebrated.
Terry Tempest Williams, ErosiónI celebrated sunrise this past Sunday morning with a slightly different view by walking up Viewpoint Spur. This view adds trees and brush to the foreground. Love the awe and wonder of those pink clouds. A great way to honor creation! And, as she says in her quote, wilderness settles my soul.