June 27, 2013

Yellow



Took a walk yesterday eve just as the sun was sinking. Baby was asleep. Husband had his feet up. The birds were winging as if it were their last hour on earth. I walked out and joined them, spirit right up there beside their bodies in the air, the air warm, the breeze blue, the clouds perfect, the light the same light that I've loved as I've loved all I've loved my whole life. The world is kind.

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  1. Emily:

    I like how that pollen is gently emerging from the head of grass. I like how you love your life; as you are emerging into the ever-growing love of motherhood.

    Richard

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    1. I'm finding there's more to love everyday. Thank you, Richard!

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  2. I am driving through Minnesota today. I will look for the yellow, and your roadside poetry too.

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    1. Really! I hope you follow some lovely cumulus clouds along your way. Safe travels... your adventures have set me dreaming (again). :)

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    2. We're having a great time, but I have to know.... does it always blow like this? I feel like the roof if my car will blow off at anytime! Hmm, maybe I should slow down. :)

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    3. I'm so curious what areas of the state you traversed. If you zipped along the western edge, then yes, the flatland over there does lend itself to some wind. But definitely not always. Lots of calm blue days (today) with lazy puffs of clouds. Did you get up to the north shore? That's the MN stunner. Hope you found some things to see in Souix Falls!

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  3. You always inspire and uplift. A true blessing to all who read your writing.

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    1. To do so is an honor. So thankful for the community here, including you, Audrey.

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  4. It takes getting outside to appreciate the natural world. This short expose on a color that inspires us all brings attention to all that is beautiful. There is something so right about the color yellow (the sun) mixing with blue (water-our lakes and ocean) to make green (the color of plants).

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    1. I've thought about this, Bill! Quite unintentionally, my husband and I chose these same tones when we painted the walls in our home, and I'm always thankful for the way they link us with what happens outside our windows. Colors! A favorite part of life.

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  5. It's so interesting that the subjects of your photos - leaves, grasses, flowers, birds - usually are seen as part of a tree, field, garden, flock. By focusing on the individual, we learn to see the whole grouping more sharply and with more understanding. It seems to me that's why babies, husbands, wives, friends, colleagues and so on are so important. By learning to really see individuals, we develop the ability to see humanity in a different way.

    Quite apart from my Saturday morning musings, your photos are just lovely!

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    1. What lovely musings. I appreciate your comments so much, Linda... they always help me see things in my own writings/photographs/thoughts that I hadn't considered. What a gift!

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  6. I'm still laughing. The captcha words for my comment were "Samuel Comtart". I read it as "Samuel, com tart", and immediately was plunged into the story of poor Samuel, the displaced American, walking down the Parisian boulevard with a lady his mother would have described only as a tart....

    Mostly I hate the captcha process, but sometimes it's danged inspiring!

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    1. Hilarious! I dread the captcha stuff too, but I was getting too much spam and didn't want to manage it. Perhaps I've evaded them long enough for another go at captcha-free blogging? Thanks for the laugh!

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