Sometimes the texture of the leaves is only revealed when the light is just right. I suppose the lesson is, you need to wait for the light if you want the truth to be illuminated.
Tag Archives: Thoughts
Melted memory
That beautiful snow we got last week is all but a melted memory. Makes me wonder if we’ll reach snowshoeing levels of snow this winter in Madison? Sadly, we didn’t last year.
Ready for takeoff
A little snow on the ground, and breakfast at Madison’s Jet Room restaurant has me dreaming of flying off to warm, exotic places.
A little autumn color for a dreary weekend
It’s been pretty dark and dreary in Madison for a while now. The lack of sunshine, and the fact that I haven’t spent much time out in nature lately has a definite affect on my psyche. As a small antidote, I was looking at some early autumn pictures I took recently, when clouds weren’t dominating the sky.
The lesson that I need to get outside on a regular basis, no matter the weather, is not new. It’s funny though, how often I need to remind myself of it.
Rocky columbine
A delicate wildflower, growing out of a crack in the limestone along Lake Michigan. There’s a metaphor in there somewhere…
Looking back on 2017
I thought it would be fun to look back on the photos I took last year and pick out a few favorites. In the end, I suppose it’s really not about the photographs I’ve taken, but the wonders I’ve seen, and the photos that help me remember them. Here’s to more wondrous memories in 2018. Happy new year!
from Rail Dreams
from Solar Eclipse 2017
Floating feather
Some days, just floating along and ending up wherever the water takes me, sounds pretty good.
Rail dreams
The February doldrums have me looking at a photo I took a few weeks ago, and dreaming of far off destinations. Traveling by rail, of course.
Foggy reflection
Even when the weather is dreary, there’s beauty to be seen.
A little awe is good for the soul
As I walked through Olbrich Gardens this morning, a man was stopped in the middle of the path, staring intently at a mature tree. His back toward me, unaware of my presence, I excused myself to get by. He apologized for being in the way, saying he was just in awe of the beautiful old tree. I agreed as I walked past, saying something about many awe inspiring sights to see today. As I continued to walk over the creek bridge, I thought, any day that gives you feelings of awe, is a good day.