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Hmmmm...I start to feel this compelling desire to take photographs with my camera again. Certainly I will return to my beloved Dolomites soon, and I can not wait for the new adventures which are lying ahead.
Tip of a newly emerged tulip leaf, red on the outside, green inside, with another leaf emerging from within.
A newly emerged sawfly from this morning, it emerged from the ground 1 meter near me.
33 natural light exposures stack.
My house is built on hallowed ground and land that was reclaimed from the sea. It suits the essence of me and calms my spirit to walk in my garden knowing that it was left for many years, an abandoned place until the house was built and the stony and sandy ground where nothing much grew except ancient plants; wild flowers that blew in on the wind. Then someone planted trees from all four corners of the earth and plants that should not have survived began to flourish as if the roots of these trees breathed new life into the earth. There have been only a few guardians of this magical place and I am honoured to be the current guardian. At first I tried to plant what I liked; tried to enforce my will on this holy place, but in time I realised something … you cannot force a garden to grow; to bend to your will. A garden evolves slowly over time of it's own accord mostly and we, as guardians, should allow it to guide us. In this way I have found peace and happiness here and I embrace the changes of my ever-evolving garden. I seldom buy anything new to plant. I wait for the winds; I wait for the seasons; I witness the changes and I grow and evolve as a person in much the same way as my garden does. It is a joy to anticipate each new season; each new wind; and to see what appears. There is always something unexpected appearing. Life is full of surprises; of serendipitous moments. I wonder sometimes about these old trees. I think whoever planted them was guided and perhaps the garden welcomed the dappled shade on what once was a desert. Certainly I feel myself sometimes directed to introduce a new species. Perhaps I am guided also by a hand that I cannot fathom. We are not meant to understand everything. If we allow ourselves to just be, we may find, without effort, how our path unfolds with relative ease. I have found this to be the case. All those years of struggle and now I can just let go … it really is that easy to be content.
p.s. I was compelled reluctantly to remove a Laburnum tree that I thought might be harmful to my cats. I had always wanted such a tree with it's beautiful yellow flowers … but in it's place a Forsythia grew with a profusion of yellow flowers. I did not plant it! Magic? Yes, I believe so! : 0)
“I like gardening. It’s a place where I find myself when I need to lose myself. “
– Alice Sebold
Soundtrack : www.youtube.com/watch?v=xbx6aXhocew
IN ABANDONED PLACES - Raison d'Etre
Please enjoy the unique experience of this video.
Lieber Rolf, ich denke du wirst diesen Film zu schätzen wissen! : 0)
“We leave our footprints in a place to mingle with the echoes of all that went before; our heartbeats; our rhythm; the patterns of our lives.” - AP
I wander in the wilderness
my garden of delights
a jungle by the turquoise sea
a land so flat; the moon at night
shines down with silvery fingers
and touches the ground with magical spells
and come the breaking dawn of morning
all ills are banished and all is well
the dark and mysterious creatures
who loiter in the dusk
emerge in brilliant sunshine
with all-seeing eyes; an elephant tusk
protrudes and scythes the longest grasses
parts the meadow like the ancient sea
leaving behind a trail of crimson
flowers of sorrel and sweet harmony
reigns here as the King of the Jungle
seeks solace in the afternoon siesta
ignores the urban sounds outside
these walls; these trees; a back-firing Fiesta
alerts the songbirds from their idle rest
they flitter and flutter from tree to tree
and as I lie within the striped hammock
I swing and sing low to the sound of the breeze
a mist arises suddenly; springs up from the sea
settles a cloak; an air of mystery
around the shoulders of myself and the limbs
of the ancient trees as I sip my Pimms
I can barely keep my eyes from closing
the warmth of the air so cloying and deep
I find myself falling gently to the humming of bees
as I lapse now into a soundless sleep
I awake to find the blue sky black
lit by a billion diamonds or more
an infinite guide is laid out before me
the wisdom of ancient celestial stars of yore
some say when we see them
they have already died
long ago before our ancestors
what does this imply
do our eyes deceive us
or are we psychic or perhaps
we are more knowledgeable than we realise
all we need falls easily into our laps
but still we often ignore
the instincts that are given
override them; divide them
dilute them; we're driven
to only see clearly to the end of our noses
we fail to stop often to smell the scent of the roses
take stock; stand still
absorb the nature of all living things
for in this garden I discovered
nature brings happiness and happiness brings
peace of mind; plentiful bounty
the sweetest fruits of the earth
the love that will bind us
circumnavigate the world's girth
here I find every day all that I need
the flora; the fauna; all that set seed
and I've no desire to be anywhere else
as much as I desire to be here
in this garden full of Heaven
there is love; there is goodness that I hold dear
from the humblest of creatures
find the beauty in a fly
sing so loud like a blackbird
view the world through a child's eyes.
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My artwork is a blend of 4 of my photographs taken in my garden
This was basically the entire shagbark hickory tree as it was only about two feet tall. Photographed in Perrot State Park near Trempealeau, Wisconsin.
A snow-covered Ben Nevis emerges from a thick blanket of fog at sunrise with an old shipwreck at the side of Loch Eil, taken near Corpach and Fort William in the Scottish Highlands.
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Sandwich Harbour, Namibia.
Sand dune shapes are a mine for abstract photos. This one reminds me of the buried crescent emerging at the end of the day
Shot during a wonderfully cloudy day, banks of fog and cloud rising along the flanks of the Floyn in Bergen city.
This bedraggled feather is emerging from the ice as spring approaches. I wonder how long it has been out of sight.
Marg had me build a pergola in our backyard which she immediately filled with flower pots and hanging baskets. Here is one of the baskets full of emerging petunias. Our backyard has definitely gone up a notch in beauty, however my poor body is full of aches and pains. You know what they say, "happy wife, happy life."
Nevada City CA
I was walking and walking on the Oregon dunes, then I found this rock(?)/sand stone(?) coming out of the sand.
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SUNRISE - #152 in Explore 6/22/21
Islamorada, Florida U.S.A. - Atlantic Ocean
Wahoo's Bar & Grill - Restaurant & Marina
Spring 2021 - The Florida Keys - 5/16/21
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*[had to get up 'pretty-early' to get this - it was worth it]
I went to the Fredrick Meijer Gardens and Sculpture Park today to see the butterflies that are living a good life in the Victorian Tropical Pavilion. This was one of three Blue Morpho butterflies emerging from their chrysalis. They will join the hundreds of butterflies enjoying the pavilion. There are lots of places for these and other butterfly and moth species to feed on nectar and fruit. There were lots of Blue Morphos fluttering through the foliage dazzling patrons with their bright blue wings.