When you get up close,
Humble objects can transform.
Is it a sunflower perhaps with icy petals?
Or a frozen sun
Glowing next to the physical one?
Even when the object is itself —
A screw with ice crystals —
It still retains its humble beauty.
(I’ve still got some crazy deadlines to meet, so will only be posting once this week.)
For more n-ice pictures, please visit: Our World.
November is a grey month, so you have to look hard for colour.
I found it here
In a red leaf with rain in the background.
A flash of gold
Reminds me that we have to hang on
And have hope at this time of year.
In the right light,
Even an ageing leaf
Can look like a stained glass window.
“Don’t leaf me!” Ruby seems to be saying,
As we wave farewell to autumn.
To turn over a new leaf, please visit: Our World.
Winter has been so brief this year…
Just like life, the ice crystals
Created art for only a short while.
Metal poles on the jetty
Became abstract things of beauty.
Ice turned trees
Into silver tapestries.
And at the foot of the ladder on the jetty —
A heart of ice
Warmed the day.
For more n-ice stories, please visit: Our World Tuesday.
At last – winter has made its grand entrance with several days of blizzards,
Leaving the crooked jetty an abstract canvas.
The ladder at the end of the jetty
Now has two handles of ice,
Each handle transformed
Into a tiny landscape of ice crystals.
The supporting pole
Is encased in an icy boot.
And who make those dog prints out there on the lake?
These two friends, of course!
(I call this shot Love in a Cold Climate.)
For more symphonies, please visit: Our World Tuesday.
Acting as a delicate background for long elegant leaves in high heels.
And when the sun shines,
Only delicate ballet shoes remain —
A reminder that renewal can be found in endings.
For more delicate skies, please visit: Skywatch.
The warmth of early October brought out the bees.
(even with hairy legs),
With fragile wings sitting atop a throne of flowers,
And bee-draggled in the rain,
But still clinging onto the petal, onto life
Like a gorgeous jewel.
Bee-ware more stories at: Our World.
Shining like mother of pearl
A painting of fleeting delicacy
Poised to fly to freedom
Through the silver rain —
Reminding me that joy comes when you least expect it
And that transformation can lead to great beauty.
Sadly, My World is not continuing but I’d like to continue documenting the small unseen miracles of life here anyway. Rest in peace Klaus Peter.
Summer is here in all its glory.
And that, of course, includes the soft summer rain
Bringing a chill with it that makes us appreciate the sun even more.
Just as a flower is thankful for the rain,
So am I thankful for all the small beauties that surround me.
Let your life lightly dance on the edges of Time like dew on the tip of a leaf.
– Rabindranath Tagore
For more beauty, please visit: My World.
May is a month full of the fragrance of budding flowers, the chirping of birds…
And of surprises.
Big, fat snowflakes fell last week
As softly as the petals of cherry blossoms.
They twirled and danced in snow motion for several hours.
Later on, the snow melted
Leaving the lips of flowers dew-kissed
And trembling on the tips of brave buds
Bid farewell to winter and ushered in the glory that is spring.
(Perhaps I can finally put away my winter jacket…)
For more surprises, please visit: My World!
As many of you know, my world is submerged under white snowstorm skies and a warm blanket of snow at this time of year.
The trick to enjoying a long winter is to capture its treasures.
Bedazzling diamonds glinting in the sun,
Winter twins wearing their diamond tiaras
And there – a miracle!
A ruby jewel lighting up my world.
The latest disaster in Japan shows us that life really is a miracle.
(Healing thoughts go out to all affected in the affected areas.)
For more treasures, please visit: My World.