Correspondence

A moment before I walked back slowly as to not interfere with the hawk and let it enjoy its day. Such a beautiful bird of prey. It had just finished a meal so it sat for a moment and I felt we shared a correspondence.

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Follow your Path No Matter

I have photographed this path a few times and it reminds me
of many constrictions that we may encounter in our lives from time to time or
in the life’s of others.   As I look upon the path I begin to write my
words together.  I express them in
kindness for those that struggle that they may seek the help they may need and
for others to recognize their friends struggles so that they may lend a helping
hand.

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Can we hear the words of wisdom

Can we hear the words of wisdom?   There are those that I consider to be very wise and I admire their vision, compassion and truth.    Their words hold a truth to me that I hope will continue to resonate with as many that are willing to hear the words and consider how in their own light can make a difference.   We can and we should.    I hope if you can,  take a moment to listen to the words of Martin Luther King, Jr and the videos below.

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The patience of a bird photographer

Ah, the patience of a bird photographer. Even within a crowd of photographers we find ourselves in solitude with our inner peace, patiently waiting and admiring the moments that pass. I would say, in my opinion, it is the same experience for a landscape photographer, a street photographer, all photography that you find a passion for as we all patiently wait for that moment of bliss.

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Beyond the trail

Imagine a place where you can walk unbounded. Beyond the trail to seek and explore. Physical barriers whether those be borders, walls or other obstructions may hinder the physical ability, but not the mind. Our minds; a limitless landscape of opportunity if you let it be so.

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The silence between the drops of rain

“Hello darkness, my old friend
I’ve come to talk with you again
Because a vision softly creeping
Left its seeds while I was sleeping
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Still remains
Within the sound of silence
In restless dreams I walked alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone
‘Neath the halo of a street lamp
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light
That split the night
And touched the sound of silence
And in the naked light I saw
Ten thousand people, maybe more
People talking without speaking
People hearing without listening
People writing songs that voices never share
No one dared
Disturb the sound of silence
“Fools” said I, “You do not know
Silence like a cancer grows
Hear my words that I might teach you
Take my arms that I might reach you”
But my words like silent raindrops fell
And echoed in the wells of silence.”
— Paul Simon
The Sound of Silence
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4zLfCnGVeL4

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Counterpoise

“Be at war with your vices, at peace with your neighbors, and let every new year find you a better man.” — Benjamin Franklin

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Wood Carving a Santa Claus

I have been inspired lately from my family that have been creating some amazing wood carvings.   They are truly amazing artists and it kindled my spirit to do a couple of recent carvings.   I wanted to work on a carving for the holiday and so I was watching a few YouTube Videos to find a style and get some ideas for a pattern.   I came across a wood carver, who goes by the name Doug Outside that I found to be really good.  Watching a couple of his videos helped me capture my vision for my carving.   I will include a link to one of Doug’s videos below.  It you are interested in carving, I highly recommend his videos. 

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