Wednesday, October 8, 2014
This morning everything was covered with frost, too, making it even more enchanting. Wintertime will bring it's own beauty but for now I'll take the autumn morning light.
This day, like so many lately, seems like it has it's share of negativity. So I treasure scenes like this even more.
Friday, October 3, 2014
It was so beautiful, the wingspan was as wide as my outstretched fingers and the wings were spun gold.
It seemed lifeless, so I picked it up and put it in the sun on some bricks to warm up. Then I fussed about it all day. It seemed to move from where it was. I once read that dragonflies spend more time in water than in the air so I very carefully carried it to the creek. I stood on the bridge and held it above the water and it fluttered it's wings and as the wind caught it it fluttered and then hit the water and sailed down the creek. With a feeling of loss I walked away not knowing it's fate. But then what else could I have done? I didn't want to keep it under glass, I wanted it to return to it's place where it began.
Tuesday, September 30, 2014
I must be a gypsy because October makes me think of scarlet, and garnet and deep purple. Of nights too early with shadows and noises that didn't seem to be there before. I like October.
Monday, September 29, 2014
Fall colors are heady, the garnets, plums and dusty pinks are spectacular. Every season has such beauty.