The beauty in a tiny fall flower covered in droplets is there, waiting to be noticed. It is a matter of choosing to take the time to see it. Daily life tends to steal these moments from us. It’s not bad or good, it just is. I notice in my work with preschoolers that children stop and are in awe of the glitter of frost on concrete in the sun while the grown ups are completely consumed by being cold. Walking from place to place a leaf that is an odd color is noticed and picked up by little hands, or a rock, even a piece of bark from the playground that stirs their imagination. Taking a lesson from the children, putting aside some of our grown up logic and enjoy the magical frost making diamonds everywhere. They are the fingerprints of God, oh how He loves us.
We took our hike to Horse Tail Falls recently and then stopped at Multnomah Falls for lunch. It had been years since I have attempted to visit this historic site. It is far to populated for my taste (if you are wondering, I edited out the tourists). But I have to say no matter how many people you wade through, it is still an incredible view to behold. We went in Autumn and it had been raining a lot. There was so much water pouring off the cliff it was captivating. You can still see the scars from the vast wildfires that tore through the gorge in 2018. But the land was healing itself in beautiful ways. We used to visit these falls as children and we would play in the creek that pours from the frigid falls trying to catch the little minnows living there. Things I will never forget. As we were leaving, right by the main path, three large salmon were resting in the outlet to the Colombia River. It was very exciting to see. They didn’t care about the twenty some people gawking at them. Such a good day to get out and breath the fresh air and get our hearts pumping! I suppose any day is a good day for that.
Some dear friends invited me to join them on an outing back in November. I had to choose, take one of my few days off and rest up for the coming week or put myself out there and work for some much needed time out. I chose wisely. It was worth the time and energy. My at home duties waited for another day and I got to take in these beautiful displays of grandeur. It didn’t even rain! Today I am looking at these photos, my heart is a bit heavy over some disappointing turn of events. But just basking in their beauty and the experience we had makes me get fresh perspective once again. If God Almighty can weave together such masterpieces far before I was born, He surely loves me enough to bring me through these darker moments. We get to choose everyday. Bask in the beauty or dwell in the darkness.
The loss of chlorophyll. It creates such an incredible, vibrant color. It’s like the leaves are displaying the intensity of the summer sunshine and brought it to earth for us to bask in one last time before winter sets in. I love them, I can’t help but kneel on the ground as many times as needed to capture their beauty. Millions of tiny masterpieces all fluttering around and carpeting the earth for only a season. Taking time to enjoy such things makes my days so much better, it is rejuvenating.
My first photo journal post for 2022! Happy New Year! I took this photo back in October actually but got backlogged, then some health issues, and so now here we are! Such a lovely scene. I am hoping to be more bold, more willing to take risks with my photos this coming year. Push myself into a little discomfort in my art to make them better in the long run. Even though I will be seeing our familiar surroundings I want to see it differently in print. A touch more art added to the natural beauty around us. May you be blessed in this year to come!
I was invited to join a hike this summer with some amazing ladies. We walked around Silver Creek Falls Oregon. I have been a bit busy and haven’t had a chance to catch up on some of my photos that I wanted to edit. This was a nice reminder of a beautiful day with hope of many more of these to come in the future. Go outside and refresh your mind and body.
Any day is a good day for a walk. You just have to get yourself out there. This was a particularly beautiful day to get out. There I was taking in the glories of fall leaves and slanting sunshine…now we have walked our way right into the holiday season. It seemed to come and go so very fast. I am thankful I took a moment to take a stroll.
We have this precocious, curious, adventurous and kind hearted daughter. Two years ago she collected a couple tadpoles from a ditch. To our surprise they survived and turned into those wonderful green tree frogs. They were so cute! Because a cage is no place for a frog we let them go near a friends pond. Well, this last spring in 2021 we found a bunch of frog eggs in a ditch that was quickly drying up. I caved when she asked if we could keep at least part of the batch of eggs. I thought it was great that our girl was playing in a jelly packed blob of frog eggs in a mucky old ditch. It really made me think of some of my favorite times as a child. What I did not fathom was the amount of frogs that might emerge from even half the eggs laid. It was still incredible to watch them first hatch out of their eggs as tiny tadpoles then grow and grow…in a bucket no less with just our well water to keep them safe. They survived! She fed them amphibian food at first and changed their water when it got a bit murky. Almost every single one of those tadpoles survived. We had so many little froglets by the end of summer. We kept one little frog that was dubbed Puddles in a small frog habitat for a couple months. It was the first one to lose its tail. As a frog we needed to provide live food. Oh for heavens sake…flies…we had to go buy fruit flies of all things. I was actually a bit worried they weren’t frogs but bullfrogs that are invasive. When our little Puddles got a bit bigger we could tell it was one of our native species called Red Legged frog. I couldn’t image trying to humanely kill a whole five gallon bucket of invasive bull frogs. Big sigh of relief for me. As the little froglets lost their tails one by one our girl would collect them and deliver them to surrounding ponds and creeks. This one above I got a good photo of right after being released in our local creek. It hopped right up on a rock and warmed itself staying as still as possible so as not to become somethings food source. I cannot express properly how amazing these little creatures are. Not very tough per se, they die often from absorbing chemicals and such into their skin, but somehow they survive a summer in a five gallon bucket. Well after some convincing our girl agreed that Puddles needed to be in its natural habitat at least to procreate for next years little frogs. She was so proud of her little frog and is curious where it might be now. Oh the wonders of this world. I am so thankful for these moments, ones I would never have gotten to enjoy without a little one around to show me.
That golden moment as the sun dips down into the ocean declaring the end of a day. Our daughter took a quiet moment in her splashing to revel in its beauty. Might I add right here that she is out playing in our frigid water in chilly temperatures barefoot and short sleeves. I, on the other hand, am clothed in knee high boots, heavy sweater and a coat. Ahhh…childhood.
I went ahead and created a larger landscape calendar! It is 11×14″ and priced at $27. I had to changed printers and there is good and bad about it. The cost is cheaper, I wouldn’t want to pay a bunch for throw away wall art, but the quality might be a bit lacking in the paper department. I will see how it goes this year. I also like that it gives me one more month (January of the following year) and a back page with this layout of all the months together. Check it out! Let me know if you are interested. I take Venmo, PayPal, and in person cash. Email me if you want it mailed. That will probably be around a $6 charge for shipping. Thanks for sticking with me!