Journey Alone

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None can prepare
For journey’s ill circumstance
Surrounded by many such dangers

Still alone
Still struggling
Never still

Today’s rain ceased
It’s essence
It’s transforming force
Inescapable

On water
In water
Becoming water

Clouds cry out quietly as they break
Like floating turtles
Parting ways

A welcomed force rears up
Its energy radiant away from ninety-three million miles
Frees the once oppressive transformation

And, with its goodness
Becomes the new oppressor

Bring it.

(Stay strong, be good, be ready)

Seis

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Six PM
Waiting hangs in the air
Like maple syrup
In my coffee

Six birds fly
Into the dreamworld
Created in my camera
Completely unaware

For this little moment
There are no demands
Void of angry voices
Deadlines buried
In creative bliss

Multiple exposures on a single frame (in-camera) – Mission Trails, San Diego CA
Made this during a very kinesthetic learning time in my photography walk. There is power in controlling light. There is power in the ability to manipulate your surroundings to match the dreams in your head.


Betrayed

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By my own words.
While working around the property.

Wife:….”I just don’t want you to forget…
you know you have ADHD”…..
Me: “What? What do you mean? I don’t have AD……
hey look at that yellow bird!”….(finger pointing across the yard)
We quickly look at each other.
The laughter went non-stop for several minutes.

She may be right. And maybe I’m just high functioning ADHD, but seeing a Hooded Oriole will always put a stop to whatever conversation I’m having.

Conditions Were Right

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Why am I obsessing over this thought?

Well, they were good last night. But it was a surreal experience.
Looking up, there was the fingernail moon…all smilely-like.
It’s grin shone through the naked tree limbs overhead.
I called “Hey!” and made a photograph. A happy photograph.

Turning toward the dark waters, my mind looked for something compelling. There in the deep murk, was the moon again. In that context, he seemed a little sad …so I made photo of sad moon.
Couldn’t make up my mind. Sometimes it just goes like that…even when conditions are right.

Moon told me, “it’s all good, and moment-to-moment. Just live it.” Peering again through naked limbs I could make out a silent voice. She told me to “settle down. Listen to wind, you can learn much from silence.”

Still learning.

Thank you