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26.4.07
Landscape with Storm and Glints of Light (Sheep are a Bonus)
Caught the last bit of light on the backs of these sheep as a storm was moving in just before nightfall. Rough shearing doesn't bother these ewes. Some ranchers shear the sheep just before lambing, partly to encourage them to come in to birth their lambs.
I love the details at this larger version on a black background:
Landscape with Storm and Glints of Light
24.4.07
12.4.07
Parents with Unexpected Egg
A friend on Flickr, Liz (aka Eshu) made an offer to send a folded paper crane to anyone who would in turn take a photo of the crane when it arrived by mail. She has a Flickr group called Paper Crane Project.
I have been watching as other photographers photographed their cranes around the house, out in the garden, on their heads, in their hands -- and submitted them to the group collection. I wondered when our cranes would arrive. It was like waiting for something to be born.
The birds arrived today. I'm having fun with them -- they have sparkled a waterfall of creative thought for me today, pulled me out of the doldrums and engendered philosophical questioning. I'm sure the birds will continue their antics in the coming days.
Liz sent two cranes, one for me, one for Tim. I went for the orange bird. Orange - the color of Buddha's smile. The color of Grandfather Fire. The color of energy. The color of harvest, of deep sunlight, of life, energy, Qi ... that one jumped out and fluttered into my heart as soon as I opened the envelope.
Please go loook at some of the other beautiful photos of Liz's cranes at the Paper Crane Project. -- it's going to be even better as more and more people receive their cranes and share what the birds are doing once out of the package!
9.4.07
Thinking has a quiet skin ...
Thinking has a quiet skin
but I feel the break and fled of things inside it.
-- excerpt from Captivity by Laurie Sheck (Feb. 2007, Knopf)
Much, much better this way
1.4.07
Life Force: Koi Qi
We are the miracle of force and matter making itself over into imagination and will. Incredible. The Life Force experimenting with forms. You for one. Me for another. The Universe has shouted itself alive. We are one of the shouts.... and as much as we are one of the shouts, so too are the fish, the bear, the hawk, the mountain, the stream and light. These pieces are part of a series I am working on, about Life Force. You can see others here and here.
-- Ray Bradbury
If you like these, please check back to see others I will post as I complete them. Thank you for looking.