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"In wisdom gathered over time I have found that every experience is a form of exploration." (Ansel Adams)
I love light. As a photographer, I find I often see and measure the world though its varying degrees of light and shadow and so am often paused, momentarily distracted, awestruck by the seemingly smallest things. Some might say I am easily amused, but if one is to find beauty everywhere, then one must seek it everwhere, no?
In my world, pending storms bring not only the excitement of the electrical currents in the very air itself, but also create a teasing cacophony of light. As the calm before the storm begins to give way to the winds that bring the rains, darkness alternates with streaking bits of sunshine, casting rays that illuminate, muse-like and singularly, for the briefest of moments. If one is aware and if one watches carefully, natural spotlights appear and bring the eye to the bits of beauty with which we are always surrounded.
One of my favorite views is of a Rose of Sharon that grows outside our dining room window. From my current vantage point at the table only a long, slender branch or two is always visible and as the seasons pass I watch them change. From summer's lush blooms and big, softly-jagged leaves to winter's stark, thin, bare branches tipped with the dried sepals that once tenderly protected the blossoms left to force the question of whether or not it will ever bloom again, this particular bush serves as a touchstone for the most simple yet profound kind of beauty.
On this spring day, the branch has just pushed forth this year's leaves, and they are small and pointed; rather like thorns but their pastel brightness, spot on the middle between yellow and green, gives away their tenderness. The sepals at the tip of the branch are the palest, most perfect of browns; tan, I suppose some might call it, but with the wan sunlight coming through the storm clouds to backlight them, there is a richness to the tonal colors such a simple word as "tan" fails to capture. Indeed, as the wan spotlight increases in intensity for a few moments, the whole branch becomes a thing sentient and almost otherworldly, the angle of the light causing it to glow against the shadowed background mixture of rough, dark, reddish and beige bricks that clad the house next door. Then, as I continue to watch, the caressing breeze suddenly switches gears and becomes a brisk wind, sending flower petals flying from a nearby tree to swirl past the now-waving, bending branch in a veritable squall of big, pale-pink snowflakes gleaming in the sunlight.
It is all at once so utterly mundane yet so utterly beautiful, all I can think is...magic! There is no hand of Man which can capture this picture; and try as I might, again and again and again, even photographs can only provide but a poor, mean glimpse of a ghost of the mighty forces, the enormous life contained in such a small scene. So more often than not, I choose to simply look. To see. To allow Nature to wash my very soul with her unerring truth that all is exactly as it should be at any given moment in time.
And life is good.
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LaughTillYaPuke

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May 7 @ 7:06PM
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Ah yes....the yellow sky just before a serious storm. Simply the best!
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kattsmeow

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May 7 @ 7:19PM
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Redwicket

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May 7 @ 7:24PM
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Your words of the light remind me of the qualities the light has here at the Gloaming. I know what you mean about not being able to capture how truely awesome nature is, I have given up trying to get my creek in a photo that represents it well. You transport us there with you in words...A talent that not many have...Kudos
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oceanlover734

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May 7 @ 7:29PM
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You sure are sounding so content today. Love these purdy word pictures you paint . Serious now what are you reading that makes you happy?
Don't you dare tell me it has anything to do with that man laying out there surrounded by nuts or is that holding !!!!!!!!
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EternalFlame

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May 7 @ 7:48PM
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RainSongSpirit

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May 7 @ 7:51PM
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and sometimes...... if you look at things just right you can see things you never knew were present. nice blog, really really enjoyed this. thank you! ~*~
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redtigr

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May 7 @ 9:14PM
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A blog after my own heart ...!
...but if one is to find beauty everywhere, then one must seek it everywhere, no? To me this is the path both of creativity - and contentment. Beauty and magic are everywhere; one need only take the time for appreciation of what is all around.
Beautifully written and inspirational... thank you for a lovely read.
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TallBlonde1

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May 7 @ 9:15PM
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And life is good. Would that we all see it as you do. Wonderful blog.
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daisy315

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May 7 @ 10:01PM
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I love the view from my computer chair.. I moved my bird feeders to the front just so I could watch the antics of the cardinals as they fight over the best spot on the suet hanger..
Wonderful blog.. and I am thrilled that everything is so right with your world..
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fenderchick

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May 7 @ 10:03PM
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Beautiful
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jentoblues101

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May 7 @ 10:44PM
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keeno

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May 7 @ 10:48PM
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scir, your words often transport us into your pictures, thank you
ps: ansel adams worked as a lab tech for my favorite photographer walker evans, no credit is ever given to walker for teaching ansel the ropes of the zone system....
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PullMyFinger

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May 7 @ 10:58PM
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And ironically, we've been without "light" for the past couple of hours....Edison is working overtime tonight.
Sci's a bit pissy at the moment, she missed American Idol...and I made a play for the M&M's while we were shrouded in darkness...I got caught.
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wandaful123

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May 7 @ 11:01PM
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To see. To allow Nature to wash my very soul with her unerring truth that all is exactly as it should be at any given moment in time. Such beautiful simple concepts, yet so hard for so many to grasp. It truly is heart breaking.
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unionman154

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May 7 @ 11:06PM
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Sci: Simply beautiful. ~*~
PMF: ~*~
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luvshorses644

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May 8 @ 6:24AM
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Sci....
Your words ALWAYS give me visuals of what you are describing (PMF's do the same, but the visuals I get from his are NOT as filled with beauty, but ARE INDEED visuals) and the fact that I love to take pictures allows me to make a mental snapshot of what you describe. This is a lovely place you have and one that you have described beautifully.
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theblessedone

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May 8 @ 7:10AM
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I've found nothing in life as engaging of the visual receptors in one's eye (and other places), as peering through a camera lens. It is as though you've been gifted with a renewed and abundant clarity of vision, long after the lens has been returned to its place of waiting.
Most excellent verbal painting, Sci...
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