Floating, shifting shapes,appearing and disappearing. Sometimes the life of a cloud seems just right.
Tag: landscape photography
Down and to the right
Sometimes words add little.
Seeking solitude
Finding solitude in colors and quiet.
In a burnt forest
Many thoughts came to mind as we walked in a burnt forest.
What will the future hold as the world warms and rains dry up?
Fragility, resilience, life and death are here.
Why does it feel familiar yet so foreign all at once?
Many thoughts as we walked and many thoughts to this day.
A walk through a burnt forest felt like a metaphor for these time.
Along the creek
Dipping a toe in provided a little relief for a July that feels like August.
Along the creek
Water flows as birds sing.
The season’s move like water in the creek.
Around the bend
And around again.
So it goes.
Ah, So it goes.
Breathing
Tides and clouds rolling in and out. Breathing.
A good day.
Mallards quacked and warblers warbled. A good day all in all.
Up and over
Up and over
The wind blows
The clouds move
I stand still
nature has no boss 
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