who are you

what is your story?
you, who sit alone
on the stone patio

you must have been
keeping company
at yesterday’s end

then your friend 
chose to leave you through the night

and here am i
in morning light

wondering  

“It is not how a photographer looks at the world that is important. It's their intimate relationship with it.   ~Antoine D' Agata

a slower pace

had i been driving
i would not have seen
this simple image
of white, lavender
and green

i wonder what i might
miss today
due to the wish
to be "on my way"

Most men pursue pleasure with such breathless haste
that they hurry past it.
                                          - Soren Kierkegaard

reflection

mountains blue
with heaven's dew

you humble me



"Look deep into nature and then you will understand everything better."  ~Albert Einstein


This image was taken while descending Mt. Evans outside of Denver.

a face

the rugged beauty of walls
like these

translates
i think

to people

the most poignant portraits i have seen
are not of stunning beauty queens
lovely though they be

no, give me a face
with creases galore
and eyes that speak of so much more
than youth can say

please lend me Lord
the faces
of grace

This image was taken in San Miguel De Allende.

otherworldly

i believe i speak truth

when i say 

i have seen nothing

from the hand of man

as vibrant and gay

as this boat of glass balls  

among lily pads

the mere glimpse of her 

from a distance

infused my hungering senses

with hope, elation,

and praise

like an autumn night’s dream 

otherworldly

Our entire being is nourished by color.
Hans Hoffman

This image was taken at the Denver Botanical Garden. It is one of the many Dale Chihuly glass art pieces currently on display there. 

“I never met a color I didn't like. “  ~Dale Chihuly

just a splash

i needn't tell you
less is more

in many things

like words for example

and less is more when it comes to treats
too many sweets
will make you sick

but just a taste will be sublime
yes, less is more most anytime

so when you think of adding red

a splash

will

do



"A thimbleful of red is more than a bucketful."  Henri Matisse

balloon encounter

the colors
the light
the mystery of night

they changed me


"Nobody can be uncheered with a balloon."  ~A.A. Milne, Winnie the Pooh

imperfect

they say there is no beauty

on the other side 

of the tracks

but i have seen her

in peeling paint

crumbling brick

and broken windows

i ponder 

that perhaps 

she shows herself most pure

through the cracked,

abandoned,

and poor

"I always find beauty in things that are odd and imperfect--they are so much more interesting."  Marc Jacobs

*These images were taken "by the tracks" in East Topeka.

gift

twas a grace given...

sighting the horses
through the haze

then sharing with them
the mystery
of that particular moment
on that
particular day

and all i could whisper
was "why me?"


"When I realize it is not God who is in my debt, but I who am in His great debt, then doesn't ALL become gift? For He might not have. "                                                                               ~anon

what makes it lovely

pale blue

soft grey

the way the wire

hangs low

"Photography is an art of observation.

It has little to do with

the things you see and

everything to do with the

way you see them."

             ~Elliott Erwitt

seeing this or seeing that

"It's just a grocery cart in the middle of an alley."

                                 OR

"IT'S A GROCERY CART IN THE MIDDLE OF AN ALLEY!!"
(And look at the light upon her!)

The lesson of the grocery cart: That which is before you this very moment (whatever it is); it is miracle.

"Do not despise the day of small things."  Zechariah 4:10

such as this

sometimes i come across
a place
that bids me stay

and while away
the ticking time






This scene reminds me of the C.S. Lewis quote:
"I love the empty, silent, dewey, cobwebby hours."

Amen Mr. Lewis!  To experience a place such as this in the early morning hours is to replenish hope.

one september morning

When the movie was over, i found myself sobbing as the credits rolled. I knew it would be sad when i bought the ticket but didn’t expect this kind of reaction. It had “hit a nerve” as they say. “Sorry, but i just need to go with this”….i whispered to my husband. Thank God for tears, for cries that catch in our throats, for outlets of many forms…yes, even anger. Thank God for things so tender they deserve sobbing over like life, love and all that is left in their wake. 

Upon waking the next morning i discovered we were encased in heavy fog conditions. I quickly grabbed my camera gear and headed out. Sights such as this one are what awaited me. Such a healing thing it was.

                     

"I go to nature to be soothed and healed and to have my senses put in order."

                                                              ~John Burroughs 

"We don't see things clearly. We're squinting in a fog, peering through a mist.  But it won't be long before the weather clears and the sun shines bright. We'll see it all then, see it all as clearly as God see us, knowing him directly just as he knows us."  ~1Cor. 13:2  (the message)