I'm back

I have been lost but now I'm found. 

Life grabbed me and whipped me into a frenzy of packing and unpacking and moving things from here to there, or should I say from there to here. We can now call this new house our home. In my whole life I have never lived in a house with vistas. I feel like the birds that I love so much, I'm flying and experiencing the sky and the water and the tides and the weather. I'm overwhelmed with joy and I'm so thankful. But I have missed sitting at my computer and going to another place within my heart.  I have missed this quiet time that nourishes me. I have missed my photography. 

I'm glad to have found myself again…..

I shot the rocks

Late afternoon walk along the beach, I mean late meditation in an otherwise chaotic time.

 I'm savoring my few quiet moments before the big move.

I'm wired

I've been creating so many images lately, only not with my camera, only in my head. I have no time to do what I love most because we are moving next week and my time is not my own. I'm packing up our 35 years of memories box by box. I don't' even have time to linger with the photographs, I have to toss and sort as fast as I can. My closet has never looked so organized. My bookcases are cleaned out, I'm moving ahead. So I take my images with my eyes, I compose with my heart and I stay patient. Soon our new life begins…

by the way this image was taken in our new cellar.

an inside view

I found the sunrise in these dahlia petals.

early morning

It felt so good to take some time to get up in the dark and photograph the rising sun. I've been so busy lately getting ready for the new house that I haven't been able to shoot. I loved every moment of my quiet morning. You can see our new house lit by the rising sun.

looking up

I love the symmetry of the leaves, the way the shadows draw attention to the limey green and the contrasting blue of the background.

a moment

What is more beautiful, the foreground or the background. I think the beauty lies in our ability to focus on both at the same time, one allows the other to to reach it's greatest potential. I think this is why I love photography so much, it lets me stay with what is beautiful.

autumn

 I love his pumpkin orange feet and matching feathers. His tail feathers are going every which a way, a regular black watch plaid with an iridescent glow. And of course his tiny little red head. Wow he is like a box of crayons!

transitions

Time to reflect on the happy sounds of summer when the littles floated on these waters, when friends walked the dock to board At Ease, when the fishing rods bent with floundering fish, when I would sit at the end of a long day alone with Tully.

Now it's time to put sweaters on and walk the beach and wait for the changing of the leaves. Everyday brings something new and glorious.

underfoot

If I'd gotten any closer I would have been knee deep in muck.

taking wing

I'm flitting all over the place as well.

underfoot

If I were very young I might have walked right by this pile of dead leaves.

But I'm not so very young and I stayed and played with the shapes and crackling dryness that reminds me that the seasons are changing once again. 

comings and goings

Late day on the beach and the birds were feeding on the berries.

 A beautiful afternoon filled with warm light and birdsongs.

the ying and yang

Early morning light warms her sleepy wings.

dahlia time

When I got sidetracked by the backlit leaf I forgot that I did capture a few dahlias.

Beautiful soft full petals.