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Scene & Story: January 2017

river ripplesRenewal

It’s not much of a scene. Not much of a story, either, really. My heart hurts more with every day that passes. I need to stay informed, to push back against the tide of hate and anger and fear that seems to be rising all around. How to do that without becoming overwhelmed with anger and hate myself? Or simply drowning in the sorrow of it all?

So I run away, to sit on a granite block at the river’s edge until I’m numb with cold, until I stop thinking, until the flowing water instills a bit of peace within me again. The water that began as raindrops falling on a forest in the mountains many miles away, and that will reach the ocean in just a few miles more. In the ocean it will mix with waters from other mountains, other forests, other rivers. Eventually it will return to the sky, to clouds that will rain down again on still other mountains and forests, forming other rivers. Giving life to other people in other places.

Somehow it comforts me to remember this endless cycle, to watch the river flowing by, its dark waters reflecting a clear blue sky as the lowering sun glints off the ripples. Is there a message here, a metaphor, a reassurance that goodness will ultimately prevail? I don’t know; I only know that it calms me, and a tiny seed of hope begins to grow again.

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**Scene & Story is a collaborative creation that Sarah Huizenga of Paisley Rain Boots and I dreamt up to encourage one another in our photography and writing. We’d love for you to join us. Just share a favorite photo from the previous month along with a short story or description and link up your blog or Flickr photo. Please remember to visit the other story sharers and leave a little love everywhere you visit. It’s a wonderful way to find and build a community of kindred spirits.


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Sunday Again?

Wait, wasn’t it just Sunday a day or two ago? How can a week go so fast? It’s time for another Scavenger Hunt Sunday. This week’s words are Vacation, Food(s), Sound, Texture, and Anything.

Vacation:

Attitash streamCool Water

This week marked the one-year anniversary of my retirement and move from East coast to West. When you’re retired, every day feels pretty much like vacation, at least to me it does. The last actual vacation I took was almost two years ago, a week spent with my daughter and her “El Boyfriendo” in the White Mountains of New Hampshire. I went to my archives for this photo of green leaves and flowing water from that trip. Looking at those photos again brought back some great memories.

Food(s):

root beer floatFirst One

It’s Memorial Day Weekend and therefore the start of summer, no matter what the calendar might say. I marked the occasion with a root beer float, one of my favorite summer foods.

Sound:

Tree cuttingSad Day

Friday morning the sound of birdsong was drowned out by chain saws. Our big eucalyptus, which has served as a prop in many of my photos over the past year, died last summer and needed to be taken down. It’s left an enormous hole in our view . . . and in my heart.

Texture:

nestHome Sweet Nest

High up in that tree was this wonderful Western Kingbird nest, which the men carefully removed and saved for me. I had first spotted it about a month ago, my eye drawn to it by all those colors. Fortunately, the nest was empty, the babies flown. If you click for a larger image, you can see the variety of materials it’s made of. There’s a foundation of twigs, of course, plus twine, plastic netting, yarn, string, horsehair, some of MY hair (trust me, it’s distinctive), bits of what looks like dryer sheet, polyester fiberfill, plant fluff, a Hershey’s Kiss pull thingy, and my favorite, a jaunty little chicken feather. See it? Sticking up in the upper right?

Anything:

Roadrunner CrossingLaw-Abiding

Do you think he can read? This was one of those occasions when I got caught with the wrong lens on my camera, so I had to crop quite a bit. He actually has a lizard in his beak. I love the little lizards, too, but around here almost everything is food for something else. It’s just the way it is.

If you’re having a long holiday weekend, I hope it’s a good one! If you’ve got some time, come on over and check out the Scavenger Hunt Sunday linkup.


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Photo-Heart Connection: April 2013

DSC_1038Awwww!

I know, right? So adorable. I love these little creatures.

But . . . (isn’t there always a “but”?) they are very destructive. They dig huge holes. They reproduce like…rabbits! They consume every green thing they can find, including garden plants and the bark of young trees. Sometimes I hate these little creatures.

But . . . they were here first. They are only trying to survive. They get hungry and thirsty just like I do. They are living the only way they know how, in the only place they have.

They know their place in the world. They don’t question the purpose of their lives. Sometimes I envy them that.

Besides, no one who’s read Watership Down can ever really hate rabbits.

Just look at him up there. He really is adorable. Love always wins out.

And that’s my Photo-Heart Connection for April. Click on over and check out this month’s linkup.