Spring On The Horizon

March 27, 2009 – I was wandering around west of Fort Worth, TX looking for fields of bluebonnets that grew as far as the eye could see, not just the familiar patches growing along the highways. Unfortunately I would not find such a place on this balmy day but there was plenty of cow pasture in all directions where new grass and tree growth was revealing signs of spring.

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When the Rain Breaks, the Concrete Pours

October 23, 2009 – Fall felt like winter to me in North Dakota during the month of October. The weather influenced daily life more than I was accustomed to and I soon learned that best laid plans for getting lots of work hours in that month was dependent on how dry the ground stayed from rain and snow. Yet the pace kept on with shoveling, leveling and tying rebar through days of mostly light sleet and rain and wind-chill factors that had me reminding myself of how fortunate I was to not be in the hot and muggy south. The orange tubing in the photo is for hot water that will circulate throughout the whole 50′ x 50′ slab, making for a nice warm floor and a more efficient heating system throughout the home. Finally towards the end of the month on the 10th or 12th workable day, the soil on the property dried out enough to get a concrete pumper to the site where the magic took place in all of just 4 hours.

Under The Perennial

I think one of the challenges that photography presents is that there are times when you feel like nothing is new and fresh, that everything has been photographed many times before. It can feel like it’s just another sunset or sunrise, or building or portrait style, and you just can’t see the purpose of repeating the shot. Sometimes I’m not finding what I’m trying to capture through a lens yet the image feels like it’s somewhere there before me. I got past this when I realized that I never seem to have these attitudes when I’m experiencing these moments without a camera, no matter how many times I see a sunset. The reason is because if I’m taking the time to enjoy myself, it’s more about the whole experience… the feelings, the thoughts, the sense of the moment. Enjoying the moment first, and exploring different perspectives of what may seem like a trivial shot usually translates back as each unique experience, even if it’s been visited many times before.

Diamonds In The Sky

I’ve always been fascinated with clouds because I associate them as part of the Earth’s spirit displayed in one of its most elegant visual metaphors. When I see how they move and change into shapes as the climate dictates, I can’t help but feel my own spirit connected to the Earth. Sometimes they look like a beautiful Serengeti migration in the sky moving along in the wind or they convect into bold displays of grandeur. Sometimes they hug the lowlands as fog or ascend to wispy layers of strata. When I take the time to watch them it’s like seeing life move in slow motion and it brings calm to my soul. When they leave us with only beautiful cloudless skies, I know they will always return in new shape and form for they are truly free spirits and masters of their realm.

A Trough Between Two Ridges

A trough of low pressure on this day brought rain to the area and helped to create this serene space. The view of Silver Peak, Catalina Island from Mulholland Drive on the mainland reveals a calm, quiet and peaceful Pacific Ocean in between.

Nature offers itself to our perceptions and what’s so innately wonderful is that as much as we may learn about the existence beyond ourselves, we invariably learn about ourselves in the process. I’ve realized, while we may seek beauty and inspiration from above, we sometimes forget that the search for inspiration is many times driven by our moments in solemness or despair… in the troughs of life. The fact that we are capable of pulling through even in our worse trials is the beauty of who we are. I remind myself that as we see the beauty and inspiration above ourselves, there is also beauty and inspiration below as seen and remembered from our moments on our mountain tops… The beauty and inspiration of humbleness.