I dream of the day I wake up and words pour freely out of my head, I suddenly grasp depth of field and know how to perfectly operate all the settings on my camera, and I ride my bike effortlessly up a hill of slippery snow and zig zag through trees without holding my breath.
How are you doing? I’m fine. No, really, how are you? I’m depressed. I want to scream, but instead, I sigh. I sigh all day long… I’m headachy, like a cold is coming on. My eyes are bloodshot. I don’t sleep. “You sound crazy, Maery.” I know. That’s why I’ve been censoring myself. I feel…
“Some of what I remember is only impression, shadows on the wall. What is left is the emotion, which is mostly fear and loneliness. And anger. I’m getting back into the story, only it’s not the story I had planned to tell.” ~ Maery Rose I thought my biggest problem sticking to a daily writing…
I’m learning to be grateful for the moments where I am not performing. And to realize that all moments don’t have to be like the happy, relaxed, laughing ones in order to have a beautiful life.
I read something the other day that said one of the most important things to do with a creative endeavor is to be authentic. Quit trying to please people by striving to figure out what they like or want or need. Stop trying to be popular! Quit reading self help books on how to be…
Day 2 in New York – Part 2 In the afternoon of my second day in New York, Lain and I went to the High Line. It’s an old rail road line converted into green space to stroll through above the streets on the west side of Manhattan. That’s Lain to the lower right and some…
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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!