A Somewhat Rare Sighting

This is not in the same league as Nessie or Bigfoot, but as I was attempting to photograph a lady bug on Queen’s Anne lace yesterday, a honey bee arrived to steal the show. A bit of online research reveals that bees seldom visit a plant that is—according to the US Department of Agriculture—a noxious weed.

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True love is like ghosts, which everyone talks about and few have seen.  — Francois de la Rochefoucauld

Let ‘er Buck!

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A flake of snow brought the avalanche down. — Ralph Waldo Emerson

And a picture set the blog in motion.

Thanks to my friend Mike, for his reminder.

The Breath of the Earth

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In February, amongst Yellowstone’s geysers, the earth’s breath ascends into a frigid winter day.

I’ll lift you and you lift me, and we’ll both ascend together. — John Greenleaf Whittier

Long After The Moment Has Passed

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A still, overcast morning… the English village of Coniston not yet awake… resuming our walk on the Cumbria Way before breakfast… Kathy and I came upon a ewe and her lamb resting beside the trail. The serenity I experienced in that moment returns each time I view this picture, which is perhaps my favorite from that memorable trip.

Boredom is the feeling that everything is a waste of time; serenity, that nothing is. —Thomas Szasz

 

“It Looks Like A Painting!”

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As a photographer who began with film and will end with digital, the advances in the medium’s technologies (especially computer software) have transformed it in ways I didn’t imagine even ten years ago—is it photography? Illustration? Painting? The lines have blurred; whether you believe this has been an improvement or not will determine your approach to art.

With photography, you’ve captured a moment in time – it’s that moment only – and in painting, you play with it; you manipulate how time is presented. It’s about fantasy and illusion and the creation of desire.  — Mickalene Thomas

Temporary, Once Again

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Every season is a rehearsal for next year.

When in doubt wear red. — Bill Blass

Voluptuous

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Showing her age but still smiling, a full-bodied example of roadside advertising survives from an era when rounded usually meant but one thing.

I was the first woman to burn my bra – it took the fire department four days to put it out. — Dolly Parton