I dream of spring in deep winter. I wish for warm earth under my hands, sand on my feet, flowers in bloom and that which eludes winter but all the other seasons possess; rainbows. I love to photograph rainbows or at least make the attempt. I found a couple of them lurking shyly in my home on New Year's day and I include them with a few sun-kissed moments from the past year.
I saw a flight of snow geese this evening and thought how New Year is a time to greet and embrace what is to come and to stretch my wings and glide a little higher and faster than before. It is also a time to look with an inward eye and mend mistakes and heal. And with that thought, I include my poem 'Road to Damascus'.
May your winter fireside be lustrous, your dreams be wondrous and your goals be met.
Next to the front door
Garage floor as canvas
Albion meadow is a blissful place in July. It was introduced by dear friends. I then in turn took other friends and family for a number of jaunts 'up the canyon'. Camera in hand, of course.
The picture above is the bud form of the flower in bloom below. It's called a Sugarbowl or Hairy Clematis. I think they look like wigs for fairies.
My favorite flower: White Columbine
This flower was both alluring and alarming. A siren demanding to be photographed. What is it? Write me with your guesses! Taken at Key West, Fla.
I love it when every imaginable shade of blue is within reach. Castaway Cay.
Thanks Lani, for this one. TJ's Birthday, Castaway Cay
Higher, faster! Lake Powell, July.
Cookiejar at sunset. July, Lake Powell, UT/AZ
Sunset through the rain at Oquirrh Mountain Temple, Sept.
Road to Damascus
Saul traveled the road to Damascus
On him Christ’s light fell ‘round
And in his silence and his prayers
A mighty faith was found
We too, Lord, travel upon the road
Mistakes made on the way
We kick against the pricks in vain
Forgiveness grant, we pray
Oh let the scales fall from our eyes
That we may truly see
And do what e’er thy will for us
And be a friend to thee
-Laura
