|Prairie Dunes view from #7 tee toward hole #6.|
Even though I'm not a professional photographer with straps and cameras around my neck, taking pictures of contrasts, of colors, of shades, of shadows intrigues my mind and sparks my curiosity. I never do nature justice, but she is always there for me to enjoy, to ponder, and to reflect.
|A time and place for reflections.|
Sometimes just walking in my backyard or down the street offers up an array of colors. Outside our windows for a few days in the fall we enjoy a circus of colors that change from reds to gold like a magic touch of a fairy.
|Morning sun acts like touch magic on the leaves.|
What a contrast from the previous years and decades of our lives when fall went by with only a nod and perhaps a moment of grace and thanks, as we raced from home, to schools, to jobs, to soccer, to volleyball, to basketball, to chorus, and...
For all seasons, it is the sun's dance that creates the most enjoyment in my soul. I cherish days of sun, no matter the temperatures. Listening to piano music in the background frees my mind, but my eyes are distracted by the twinkling sun peeping through the limber branches of the pin oak outside my window.
It's much like watching an eclipse through a pin hole in a shoe box, but the peeps are perfectly round and framed by greens, golds, yellow, and dark branches more like an artist's canvas.
"To every thing there is a season, and
a time to every purpose under heaven...
a time keep, and a time to cast away..."
and a time to say thank you...