It was one of those moments when I had to choose whether to get a wildlife photo and risk frightening the subject, or simply be present.
“Oh, my gosh. Where do I start? Nope. Can’t admit to that feeling… Nope, can’t talk about that… Suffice to say that Wall Street is kicking my A$$ and I’m panicking. Telling myself don’t panic. Picturing myself tottering on a cane to my cubicle at work because I’ll never be able to retire. Telling myself…
At what point Do we Stop enjoying Eying with wonder A seed split open A shoot rising Out of the earth Or fungus Springing out of Recycled coffee grounds? At what point Do we become So sophisticated That nothing amazes Makes us blink in surprise At what point Are we no longer allowed To be…
Sometimes we balk at embarking on an enterprise because we’re afraid of being alone. We feel comfortable with the tribe around us; it makes us nervous going off into the woods on our own. ~ Steven Pressfield, “the War of Art” I’ve been home from my vacation/writing retreat and back to my usual routine for…
The other night, I dreamed a man cut into the top of my head and removed my brain. He was wearing blue scrubs, cute little booties, and a mask—a surgeon, not a sadist. Although one can never be sure. I’d gone to my doctor about neck pain. After several uncomfortable head turns, someone brought…
“Gratitude unlocks the fullness of life. It turns what we have into enough, and more. It turns denial into acceptance, chaos to order, confusion to clarity. It can turn a meal into a feast, a house into a home, a stranger into a friend. Gratitude makes sense of our past, brings peace for today, and…
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I’ll be curious to see if anyone notices the sand crane in the first photo…
Exquisite images Maery Rose! I cannot see the sandcrane…or are they all sand cranes?!? we have our yearly migration coming through in Socorro at the Bosque del Apache mid November….such wonder! Reminds me of Terry Tempest William’s new book I’m reading, :When Women were Birds.” Lovely!
Yep, see the crane!! Right there on the ground on the left! You take gorgeous pictures!! Love them!!
Mary – Thank you. I like the title of the book. I’ll have to see if I can find it.
Paint Girl – You got it! Gorgeous days make the shots easy and the geese were so cooperative. They just kept coming and coming and coming…
Loved the post!
Thanks for pointing out the Sandhill Crane, I had to go back and look for it. Nice pic! Love the post. Happy Fall!
We have sandhills down here in the winter. A few years ago I knew where to find the flocks, but now, with drought and changing farming patterns, I’d have to look just a bit. There’s nothing like a whole field of geese or cranes!
The white pelicans are coming in now – I saw a large flock this week. They’re always a harbinger of our first real cold front, so I’ll be sniffing the air. The geese will be later – often mid-November or so. I love to hear them.
Lori – I’m glad!
Zoma – I didn’t realize the cranes were there until I downloaded the photos, although I did hear them calling. I love the way they sound!
Linda – Thanks for stopping by! I love watching the pelicans fly over when I’m in California. I got a little burned out on the sounds of geese when I was at a festival where there were goose and duck calling competitions. But enough time has passed that the sound is something pleasant again. =D
Oh there it is! I would have missed the crane had you not mentioned it. Great capture…in fact they all are.
I was walking with a friend at Elm Creek last weekend and a flock of Trumpeter Swans flew over our heads. Of course I could not for the life of me get them in the view finder of my camera in time.
Beautiful pictures!!!
This is so beautiful! Such a lovely tribute to the changing seasons..the light..to life!
Poetic words to go with gorgeous photos. It cannot possibly be the “last nice day”. They told us that here last week, and we had a few gray days but the blue is back!