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Hi I'm Laura Hickman. Writer, sewist, baker, fairytalemaker. When I'm not writing a delicious fantasy with my husband Tracy Hickman, I'm up to my elbows creating with yarn, frosting, cloth, or paint. I love playing with my grandkids, outdoor photography & travel. Join me at http:// bakingoutsidethebox.com as I share my creations including my Baking Outside the Box mix method for all sorts of fabulous desserts. Invictus by William Ernest Henley, is my favorite poem. Especially the final stanza: It matters not how strait the gate, how charged with punishments the scroll. I am the master of my fate, I am the captain of my soul.

Thursday, February 16, 2012

Surrender


My camera and I have been restless. Cooped up in winter's chill and drabness, I felt empty. I wondered if I would simply have to wait for spring. But then a word crept in that changed everything: Surrender. Surrender to the season, the place and the now.
And when I did, I realized that the winter world wasn't devoid of color, but was simply wrapped in sweet subtle tones that inspire stillness, reflection and if allowed, a moment of peace.
Spring will come with her promise of sunshine, lush greenery and showy flowers to adorn earth's fair head. But for now, I've surrendered to the vision of a crystalline clear lake under the afterglow sky which faded to reveal a crown of winter stars. Sleep well, have peace.


Paddling near the ice rim


Trees, as though etched in charcoal reflect in the icy water.


Cattails silently observe the mountain in the lake.




Afterglow framed in ice.

2 comments:

  1. There is beauty in winter. Looks like you found it. Lovely photos.

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  2. Yes. I did this a couple of years ago. Fell in love with hoar frost, actually. But not this year. This year, for some reason, the winter held no romance for me. The problem is in my soul, of course. Too much learning and futzing with computers. or something. That afterglow is really something.

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