The lake is now water
And the cold spring is just waiting to burst into flower and warmth (sometime soon, I hope).
But before that, I wanted to post one of my favourite photos from this winter.
The purple sunset over the iced over lake
And Oscar looking majestic.
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When the morning light hits the trees
In just the right way;
When the blue bowl of the sky
Hangs like a silken canopy over the frozen lake;
And when the sun sets
In soft pastel purples…
Then … yes then!
Winter is a glorious place to be.
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Winter’s freezing dawn
Creates an abstract work of art;
Trees rise ghostly
In deliciously cold lilac dresses;
And the ancient church
Floats in clouds of pink.
Cold and startling and beautiful –
Another gift from nature.
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The pink glow of the early setting winter sun
Enticed us outside to explore
The wonders just beyond the horizon.
It was a miracle of trees that
Seemed to float in the rising mist –
A wonder of purple and gold
Painting the fog with magic.
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When the sky burns bright
As the sun sets
And the red turns
Into a magical purple tapestry…
Then the only response possible
Is one of wonder
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The other day, my daughter came home from school without her friend
And so she had time to dawdle on the ten-minute walk from the station.
Time to gasp in amazement at the colours of autumn,
To breathe in the serenity of mist and mellowness
As she walked along the lake.
She burst through the door and said,
“Now I understand why you’re always outside with your camera:
We live in a beautiful painting!”
(All these are early morning shots taken on the same day.)
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The crocuses come early – even before the snows have finished.
Some are lovely in their vibrant perfection,
Round cups that fill with light.
They are here to remind us that spring is near.
But my favourite crocuses are the ones
That speak of the struggle to push up through the soil;
They are covered in earth;
They are tatty and battered
But there is a fierce beauty
In their vulnerability
As they gracefully bow down like petalled lampshades.
They are here to remind us of life:
Our fragility, our broken wings, our beauty.
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February is a a time where nothing much happens;
Where life unfolds with the rhythm of the seasons –
And splashes of colour surprise and delight:
A magical parchment sky,
A glittering rainbow world.
It’s true though that change is good for the soul,
When one kind of colourful world
Is exchanged – even though briefly – for another.
It’s nice to get away and gain a little perspective –
It helps you appreciate all the good things you already have.
The true harvest of my life is intangible – a little star dust caught, a portion of the rainbow I have clutched. — Thoreau
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Winter comes in all colours of the rainbow:
Frozen lilac – so enchanting!
A new kind of winter magic.
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After long grey days of thirsting for colour,
I finally got my chance to run out in my nightie
And scare the neighbours while taking some frosted shots.
Oh, thank you for this glorious winter sunrise
In hues of purple and pink.
The frosting on the pier is as delicious
As the patterns of sleepy water and ice
Forming on the lake.
It’s the greyness of a mild winter
That helps us appreciate the colours more.
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Most stories end with the heroes riding off into the sunset
And then living happily ever after.
Most of my stories end with us admiring a silken sky
And then swimming off into the sunset.
Either way – it’s a pretty happy ending, don’t you think?
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My neighbours are used to seeing me out with my camera in all states of dress (and undress).
So, it was no surprise when the next-door neighbour phoned to tell me that there was an interesting sky outside.
We rushed up the hill to see an eerie glow set the water alight with a purple fire.
The key to photographing sunsets is to wait
And listen to the music of nature
While the sky unfolds itself in colour.
And, if we’re paying close attention, we can learn from children
Who know how to dance in the dark
Long before adults tell them that there is no music.
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Dramatic moody sunset
Bringing delicious cool breezes,
And a lifting of spirits.
Be humble, for you are made of earth. Be noble, for you are made of stars. ~ Serbian proverb
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The last day of 2010 dawned bright and glorious.
Sneaking a peek through a white wooden fence, I catch a sight of golden trees framed in the lilac shadows of the fence.
Rounding the corner, I gasp in admiration as the snow unfurls like a purple rug
And flaming trees float golden under a peaceful sky.
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A warm apricot glow finds its way through the trees and into the kitchen window. It catches my eye as I trail upstairs to bed.
I veer into the study, grab my camera and rush out into the warm, light evening – trailing kids behind.
Excited voices and laughter. The kids love leaping out of bed when they hear me running outside on a photographic adventure.
This time they are prepared. They have made a telescope out of an empty Pringles container to see the sunset more clearly.
It’s a good one, our Pringles sunset.
So good – that one is never enough and we just can’t stop (taking photos)!
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