photography and the landscape

Wednesday, February 29, 2012

morning doves

"and now here is my secret, a very simple secret; it is only with the heart that one can see rightly: what is essential is invisible to the eye"      excerpt from the Little Prince

Monday, February 27, 2012


Psalm 107: 24-30/Douay-Rheims Bible
24 These have seen the works of the Lord, and his wonders in the deep.
25 He said the word, and there arose a storm of wind: and the waves thereof were lifted up.
26 They mount up to the heavens, and they go down to the depths: their soul pined away with evils.
27 They were troubled, and reeled like a drunken man; and all their wisdom was swallowed up.
28 And they cried to the Lord in their affliction: and he brought them out of their distresses.
29 And he turned the storm into a breeze: and its waves were still.
30 And they rejoiced because they were still: and he brought them to the haven which they wished for.

Sunday, February 26, 2012

hear, see & speak no evil

One joy will scatter a hundred sorrows....(Chinese Fortune Cookie)

Friday, February 24, 2012


Life itself is not the reality,we are the ones who put life into the stones and pebbles. 
Frederick Somner

Thursday, February 23, 2012

Wednesday, February 22, 2012

Tuesday, February 21, 2012


...if I could tell the story in words,
I wouldn't need to lug a camera.
                                  Lewis Hine

Monday, February 20, 2012

Sunday, February 19, 2012

Saturday, February 18, 2012

Thursday, February 16, 2012

Tuesday, February 14, 2012

Monday, February 13, 2012

Sunday, February 12, 2012

Blue Skies

A Song

I had wanted a quiet testament
and I had wanted, among other things,
a song.
That was to be
of a like monotony.
(A grace
Simply. Very very quiet.
A murmur of some lost
thrush, though I have never seen one.
Which was you then. Sitting
and so, at peace, so very much now this same quiet.
A song.
And of you the sign now, surely, of a gross
(which is not reluctant, or if it is,
it is no longer important.
A song.
Which one sings, if he sings it,
with care.
Robert Creeley

Saturday, February 11, 2012

Friday, February 10, 2012

Thursday, February 9, 2012

Wednesday, February 8, 2012


I never saw a moor,
I never saw the sea;
Yet know I how the heather looks,
And what a wave must be.
I never spoke with God,
Nor visited in heaven;
Yet certain am I of the spot
As if the chart were given.

Emily Dickinson

Tuesday, February 7, 2012

Monday, February 6, 2012


Oh God of dust and rainbows
help us to see
that without the dust,
the rainbow would not be
Langston Hughes

Sunday, February 5, 2012


Hold fast to dreams
for if dreams die
Life is a broken-winged bird
that cannot fly    / Langston Hughes


Friday, February 3, 2012