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Numerous waterfalls await hikers in the Columbia River Gorge, OR.
Special thanks to Rob DeGraff for guiding me to many of his favorite and spectacular places in the gorge.
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This time around the Fall is not as beautiful as last year. Guess the weather has tricked the trees. Nevertheless - This place near my office doesn't seem affected by the trickery.
My first chance back to Niagra Falls this year..I am always amazed and overwhelmed by its power and beauty! This is the true color of the river there for those that haven't been...Just a very dramatic place for those who have eyes to see. The natives seen here seem to like it, too.
A poem of myself (So far) (James Watkins) NOT HDR
I was shot from a gun,
chased by time
past pig, pain portals-
beyond blood battered walls,
whetted, washed, and wondering.
My stars burning,
growing in love’s lucid light,
nursed and nutured in stone-
flooded and flowering
in bare…
Bright dreams.
Childhood
floated down driveways,
fell sweet from scented,
hidden lookout trees-
bicycles for breakfast-
mothers, brothers,
and families for free.
Secured by father,
knee deep in friends,
i ran -hair on fire-
blazed in brightness-
weekend wild-
bludgeoned by desires-
and tendered by traps
and crimes.
In storms i slew myself-
jumped solid ship into timeless sea,
filled the ancient heart longing,
healed the word wounded warrior
of the soul.
Made peace with time,
sucked fullness of day and night,
walked in smoldering suns,
swam clear deep streams-
and sang the song of songs!
Torched by bridges,
burning face first
into new dawn,
came full round the sun circle-
armed with nuclear wings-
violently flighted,
fast falling forward-
to fathom beginning and ending
of all things.
And ride the flood waters
of opening plains-
with multiplied words
of tortured kings-
resting, completed, tempered, and full-
in fallen disguise of my destiny.
James watkins 4-2007
I was asked for a picture of a sailboat from my brother who has taken up painting this isn't the one that he was looking for but I liked it.
Shot at daybreak on the Saint John River just off Public Landing wharf.
These lovely red Japanese maple leaves landed on the railing of a small bridge near our local pond. We have 2 bridges, this one is not used much but the leaves show up nicely on the white background of the railing.
These gulls like to live dangerously. They are 100 yards from going over Niagara Falls, but feel perfectly safe here in the rocks and rushing water. For sure no one is going to bother them, and they look quite peaceful and happy. Some seem to be observing the beautiful fall leaves while others just listen to the water RUSHING by them. It is the fastest moving water I have ever seen in person, but it looks like it is feathering the photograph in honor of the gulls.
A poem of myself (So far) (James Watkins) NOT HDR
I was shot from a gun,
chased by time
past pig, pain portals-
beyond blood battered walls,
whetted, washed, and wondering.
My stars burning,
growing in love’s lucid light,
nursed and nutured in stone-
flooded and flowering
in bare…
Bright dreams.
Childhood
floated down driveways,
fell sweet from scented,
hidden lookout trees-
bicycles for breakfast-
mothers, brothers,
and families for free.
Secured by father,
knee deep in friends,
i ran -hair on fire-
blazed in brightness-
weekend wild-
bludgeoned by desires-
and tendered by traps
and crimes.
In storms i slew myself-
jumped solid ship into timeless sea,
filled the ancient heart longing,
healed the word wounded warrior
of the soul.
Made peace with time,
sucked fullness of day and night,
walked in smoldering suns,
swam clear deep streams-
and sang the song of songs!
Torched by bridges,
burning face first
into new dawn,
came full round the sun circle-
armed with nuclear wings-
violently flighted,
fast falling forward-
to fathom beginning and ending
of all things.
And ride the flood waters
of opening plains-
with multiplied words
of tortured kings-
resting, completed, tempered, and full-
in fallen disguise of my destiny.
James watkins 4-2007
This is a scene that I see every time I walk to the local mall and it changes every day, throughout the year. This was one of the best shots showing all the fallen leaves before the heavy rains came. Could also be described as life in the slow lane, despite some traffic, basically at this point, which is also a school zone, cars just go to apartment building entrances. Road out of mall parking lot (left) goes to various highways.
Creation Spoke to me at Sunset
(James Watkins)
Creation spoke to me at sunset,
under canopy of fading sight,
in groves of winded whispers,
ancient oaks waiting for the night.
Sun-bathed clouds through
dazzling leaves,
dazed and dancing free-
brilliant evening glories,
rhymed in poignant harmony.
Sequinned, fragranced beauties-
set in ocean dreams-
softly magnified by waters,
running slow to salty streams.
Lingering beside them,
to breathe the evening sea,
i listened to the placid voice
that feathered on the breeze.
“Remember what you see here-
do not forget this place-
write it on your memory-
do not let time erase”-
a victory won in silence-
as patience conquered haste-
foundationed now
in sacred soil,
solidified and safe.
Still delving deep through solid sod,
continuing to bend,
beneath the ground
it rooted down,
to build its strength again.
Did not begin to prosper,
until its hold was right-
then slowly grew in majesty,
upward to the light.
To flourish for
a thousand years,
before the sons of men-
and quietly tell its story,
to all that pass within.
.
James watkins 05-07
So we left Hundred Islands and my cousins took me to this other amazing paradise! (Bolinao Falls 1) I was simply blown away on how beautiful the place looked. I asked if we could dive off the waterfall that I noticed in the distance, and surely enough I dove off my first waterfall. Definitely a place I would love to go back to :D
- Watch our mini adventure here and dive with us!
New Adventures Ahead
Athabasca Falls is a waterfall in Jasper National Park on the upper Athabasca River, approximately 30 kilometers south of the townsite of Jasper, Alberta, Canada, and just west of the Icefields Parkway.
These lovely coloured leaves made a perfect surround by this wooden frame. I have no idea what lay under the frame and leaves, if anything.