Ansel Adams once said, ” Sometimes I do get to places just when God’s ready to have somebody click the shutter.” Truth be told, I think this is a feeling that is shared by many of us who traverse this earth with camera in hand. For all of my most cherished images, it was a split-second decision . . . if the shutter didn’t click right then, the magic would be gone. To be at the right place, at exactly...
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“When I bestride him, I soar, I am a hawk: he trots the air; the earth sings when he touches it; the basest horn of his hoof is more musical than the pipe of Hermes. ” ― William Shakespeare, Henry...
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It was the coldest night of season and I awoke at 5:30 this morning and turned on the TV to watch “Balalaika” with Nelson Eddy, from under a warm down comforter and snuggled among my doggies. A point of clarification, Nelson Eddy is in the movie, not in my bed. I grew up with the Nelson Eddy and Jeanette McDonald musicals, and Balalaika (costar is Ilona Massey) was always one of my favorites, and my mom’s,...
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Impermanence is the stuff of life, which by its very definition is change. Nature reminds us of this each time we transition from one season into the other. We readily accept the golden aspen leaves of autumn, the apple blossoms in spring, the crisp frosty mornings of winter, yet fight change in the most common everyday, sometimes insignificant areas of our life. But it still happens, just as life does. Animals seem to be so much...
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In the late afternoon summer days of August when the sunflowers pop their heads out of the draws and ditches, and the fields gleam yellow with wild buttercups, I can feel my Nicky and see with my heart the joy he felt when he would run leaping through the fields. Some say that dogs are made of the same “stuff”, “ether”, “energy” as angels, and no other dog in my life exemplified it so much as my Nicky. Always happy, loving and...
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I put a lot of time and effort into trying to grow beautiful Old Garden roses. Last year’s drought was a real challenge and fortunately most of the bushes rallied back this year with a little extra nourishing. But a little less spectacular are these little wildflowers, or “weeds” that grow along my driveway and all over the fields every August. Even in the scarcity of water last year, they were here, and...
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