Thank you, Moon.

I hadn't been inspired to pick up my camera for at least a handful of days until I peeked out at the moon tonight.  The clouds filled the sky and drifted across the glowing moon creating a pretty backdrop for the silhouetted tree.  I took a few photos, hand held and propped against a table like I've done in the past.  Technically I needed a tripod, but I couldn't take myself away from the few moments I had.  I just appreciated the fact that despite the cold that I was out there with my camera again enjoying myself.

Thank you, Moon.

Womb

I loved this surprise when peeking into the hole found at the silo base.  I took a few photos with my cell that morning, but like this one the best because of the placement of my shadow over the hole and the small teardrop of light within.  The title, 'Womb', didn't come to me until seeing the image on the computer screen.

This was my first day back walking on my own out there since the beginning of October.  I intended to walk just to reconnect with the space and enjoy some alone time, so I had left my DSLR at home.  My cell phone shots end up having a bit of a dreamy quality to them after processing and I find that fitting for this set.


Here are a few more from that morning.  The area by the silos had been cleared a bit, so I was better able to see the 'tracking' of the previous working area.  It will be interesting to do a bit of research on old machinery to better understand how things used to function.

Self-proclaimed fog holidays

I hereby proclaim that on foggy mornings I be released of all mothering and work duties to play outside as my spirit wills.

Gah, all I wanted to do today was wake up and run outside through the darkness and fog.  It was thick and so tempting, and the magic that happened once the sun rose to illuminate the moisture didn't make it any easier.  I did step out for some fun under the trees in our backyard.  The colors and air were so lovely and embracing.  I completely loved it!

The mood emerges

The mood emerges
and intermingles with wet, brilliant colors

during my drive home in the rain.

I shared a wonderful evening with friends from our Unitarian Church in one of their homes.  We each contributed food for a holiday meal, and we spent a lot of time talking and sharing what we look forward to this holiday season and new year.  Tears came, laughter healed, hearts moved.  I held hands with a friend and it felt so right to be there with her.  It was one of those priceless experiences which brings me closer to who I am and the special people in my life.  I am fortunate and grateful.

Morning blue

From inside the fallen tree in the farm field, I sat on the limbs to watch sunrise.  Just last January the same beautiful tree stood tall and inspired 'The Gift' and in March 'Glory'.  How surreal to be with its remains left behind by the developers as if there was still something to be shared and shown.  Being on my own out there allowed me to really settle in, be still, and look.  From going in close to the the droplets and pulling out to seeing the whole, each image is part of the story that morning and a reminder of what was.

 

In this I find myself

An approach to the 'Worship' trees through the passage of the elder corner tree and across the middle field.

A bit of time walking along the row of trees, getting reacquainted and appreciating my return home to this familiar space.  It was my first time back there in about two months.


I found myself settling into this set of photos tonight, 1.03.13, while searching for some release and connection to something I knew.  I looked through plenty of images, and these are the ones which made my heart move and smile.   This space and my days walking through the empty fields will always heal me and bring me wonder.  Peace.