
I love clouds. They are art. They are alive, a part of nature. They hold within them great power. They bring us moisture. They can bring us devastation. They are ever changing. I love clouds.
My online journal where I share my interests in photography, nature, journaling, fountain pens, bicycling, coffee life, spirituality and asking deep questions.
All of us have heard people say, “I know…” when they really don’t. And, if we’re honest, we are well aware of the times we say it, and don’t. There is a saying that “what I think I think I know, ain’t so.” Reality is we do not know what another thinks or feels unless they share that with us and that is filtered through their ability to articulate and how we listen and understand. We do them an injustice when we assume to know. Our assumptions can easily be our imagination or a thought which we quickly make into a false reality. We’ll believe it. I’ve not found this to be a good foundation for a conversation or relationship. So, what if we were to say, “From my experience….” or something similar. Seems the mind wants to know, plan, or control the next moment, as if it’s real, rather than stay in the present and find out what we don’t really know.
I have always carried stress in my shoulders. It’s there now. There is a feeling of restlessness. I find my mind wandering to unknown places in the universe. Feel I’m not listening to the inner voice within me but the chatter of my ego and the noise of the world around me. Maybe if I share myself more on this blog, hear what you have experienced, take more action, the stress will lessen.
Now in my retirement there is a life to live full of excitement and adventures, images to receive, words to write in my journals, blog posts to write, places to visit, people to meet and a chance to discover more creativity within me. I find this exciting. However, this requires me to take action and not just dream of them. In the past I have only dreamed. There are no excuses. As I’ve heard, “Dreams without action are only fantasy.” I hope and pray I live the rest of my life with excitement, without fear of failure or success, looking for awe and wonder all around me.
I needed more time away from the bustle of the city so drove out to the Cathy Fromme Prairie Area for a walk. This short grass prairie was established because of the large prairie dog community and the support it provided for coyotes, raptors and rattlesnakes. This area has never seen a plow so it remains in a pre-settlement state. They built a nice covered observatory allowing visitors to see hawks and eagles. The birds are amazing with my favorite being the Western Meadowlark and its song. A sad part was the city deciding to poison off the prairie dog community due to disease. Never the less its always a place to find a connection to the natural world for me.
I had about a half hour of free time before meeting friends on Monday night. Felt the need for some quiet time closer to nature so I stopped at an overlook area above Rowland Moore Park. The sun was about to set and dark heavy clouds were constantly reshaping themselves above me. The glow of the sun was illuminating the clouds edge just above Horsetooth Rock. I needed this short time of quiet watching my nature channel in nature.
[ngg_images source=”galleries” container_ids=”61″ display_type=”photocrati-nextgen_basic_slideshow” gallery_width=”680″ gallery_height=”420″ cycle_effect=”fade” cycle_interval=”4″ show_thumbnail_link=”1″ thumbnail_link_text=”[Show thumbnails]” order_by=”sortorder” order_direction=”ASC” returns=”included” maximum_entity_count=”500″]Here are a dozen images from 2017 that I liked. Happy New Year and hope the coming year is full of good things for you.
We have had some very pretty sunrises lately. I took this one this past Friday morning as I walked across the parking lot of the Lory Student Center on my way to Mugs Coffee shop for my fix. What was enjoyable for me in this image was the texture of clouds. Yesterday was lines and chaos, today was patterns and chaos. This is a jpeg file from the camera. All I did was bring out a touch of the blue.
Once photography enters your bloodstream, it’s like a disease. – Anonymous