My online journal where I share my interests in photography, nature, journaling, fountain pens, bicycling, coffee life, spirituality and the mystery of it all.
I’m thankful for: my health, my family, those who are like family, friends, pumpkin pie, passion, love, joy, peace, serenity, quiet time, second chances, failures, my new wheels, each season, a birds morning song and each sunrise and sunset. I hope and pray everyone has a Happy Thanksgiving!
“As far as I am concerned, taking photographs is a means of understanding which cannot be separated from other means of visual expression. It is a way of shouting, of freeing oneself, not of proving or asserting ones originality. It is a way of life.”
Henri Cartier-Bresson
The move to Denver has again allowed me to wander the country roads of the Colorado plains. I find my eyes are scanning for a solitary tree or groups of trees, isolated farms or old homesteads, windmills, the distant horizons, all forms and textures of rolling clouds and of course the Rocky Mountains. While out here I’m free of the noisy city. I can listen to the wind make music with the trees along a creek. I can listen to prairie dogs bark their warning calls. I can enjoy the joyful song of the meadow lark. In the heat of the day I can hear the hypnotic sound of the cicadas. I like being here. I like having my camera with me. This is a way of life.
We must protect the forests for our children, grandchildren and children yet to be born. We must protect the forests for those who can’t speak for themselves such as the birds, animals, fish and trees.
Qwatsinas (Hereditary Chief Edward Moody), Nuxalk Nation
When working as an engineer I was given a nice fast computer, placed in an 8×8 cube and brought home stress over the projects handed to me. Now that I work as a flight attendant I have a fast aircraft, work in a long tube and don’t take my work home. Oh, and my little cube had no windows while the office views from 28,000 feet will blow your socks off!
The Rocky Mountain snowfalls provide some wonderful times for those who enjoy the winter season. There wonderful opportunities to cross country ski, downhill ski, sledding, snow shoeing, snowmobiling and for the hardy souls, camping. I’m not one of those! The day after a snowfall can have sunshine and warm temperatures allowing people to get out and about. The skiing, both downhill and cross country, is not my forte but the slow methodical snowshoeing brings a smile to my face and plenty of exercise. It also works better for me as a photographer. A fresh snowfall can present some wonderful light to work with. When you add a skier, such as Jon, magic happens. This image was taken a couple of years ago on top of Cameron Pass in north central Colorado, about an hour from my condo in Fort Collins. I ventured out on New Years day with Tracy and Jon. They did some cross country skiing while I snowshoed and sweated up a storm with a happy trigger finger. 🙂 After an exhilarating day out in the cold a hot chocolate sure tastes good.
Men cannot understand Truth because they cling to self,
The Way of Peace by James Allen
because they believe in a love self,
because they believe self to be the only reality,
whereas it is the one delusion.
I stayed with my oldest daughter, Christine and Cody, last night. After a couple of cups of coffee and some quality chat time with Cody I headed back towards town and noticed this old trail wagon with Longs Peak breaking between clouds. As any obsessed photographer, I made and illegal u-turn and then parked illegally to take 5 images. 🙂
…as the building has been torn down and this scene has now been replaced with a housing development. 🙁
I miss Colorado and the beauty it presented to us. One of my favorite places to spend a quiet morning was somewhere in Rocky Mountain National Park. I know that each place has it’s own beauty whether that is the desert, coast line, swamp, or rainforest. I guess after spending most of my life in Colorado it sort of became a part of me. This was taken a few years ago and found as I sort through old images.