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reaching

  • Posted on August 23, 2011 at 8:26 am

reaching

There’s a time I can recall
Four years old and three feet tall
Trying to touch the stars and the cookie jar
And both were out of reach
And later on in my high school
It seemed to me a little cruel
How the right words to say always seemed to stay
Just out of reach
Well I should not have thought it strange
That growing causes growing pains
‘Cause the more we learn the more we know
We don’t know anything
But still it seems a tragic fate
Living with this quiet ache
The constant strain for what remains
Just out of reach

We are reaching for the future
We are reaching for the past
And no matter what we have we reach for more
We are desperate to discover
What is just beyond our grasp
But maybe that’s what heaven is for

There are times I can’t forget
Dressed up in my Sunday best
Trying not to squirm and to maybe learn
A bit of what the preacher preached
And later lying in the dark
I felt a stirring in my heart
And though I longed to see what could not be seen
I still believed
I guess I shouldn’t think it odd
Until we see the face of God
The yearning deep within us tells us
There’s more to come
So when we taste of the divine
It leaves us hungry every time
For one more taste of what awaits
When heaven’s gates are reached

We are reaching for the future
We are reaching for the past
And no matter what we have we reach for more
We are desperate to discover
What is just beyond our grasp
But maybe that’s what heaven is for

I believe that’s what heaven is for
There’s a time I can recall
Four years old and three feet tall
Trying to touch the stars and the cookie jar
And both were out of reach

carolyn arends
reaching

close encounters of the grizzly kind

  • Posted on August 22, 2011 at 10:25 pm

grizzly

we saw a grizzly on the side of the highway quietly eating grass. i don’t think i’ve ever been that close to one before. i definitely would not want to get out of the car, but we got some cool shots

grizzly

old wood

  • Posted on August 21, 2011 at 12:07 am

old wood

i think that i shall never see,
a poem as lovely as a tree
joyce kilmer

photo shoot at wedge pond

  • Posted on August 20, 2011 at 9:19 pm

we got up really early this morning (5:30 am! i didn’t know the day could start that early! :lol:) to go on a field trip for my macro photography course. amber and crystal agreed to come along as models – though they slept in the car the whole way there. as a consequence they were much more awake than i was.
the lake was mirror smooth and formed an almost perfect double image.
mirror, mirror
the girls posed on a rock in front of the lake. i think amber might have still been a bit sleepy.
wedge pond
next time they want jackets, hats and mitts though, as it was COLD at that time of the morning.

what is in a name?

  • Posted on August 20, 2011 at 8:53 pm

cow parsnip
this beauty is prosaically entitled “cow parsnip”, a name that doesn’t really suit it’s intriguing look. now i have nothing at all against cows, (though i must admit to intensely disliking parsnips), but to me this looks more like a fireworks explosion captured in time, than either a cow or parsnip.

no trespassing

  • Posted on August 19, 2011 at 6:54 pm

no trespassing black and white

No Trespassing
Carolyn Arends

They heard his cries in the night from across the lawn
They found him dead at the bottom of the lake at dawn
Nobody’d come running to the rescue and when they were asked
The passersby said that the signs that they read said “Keep Off the Grass”

‘Cause you can’t go near
Anybody else’s private ground
See folks ‘round here
Have got a democratic right to drown
And you’re just a fool
If you care about the faces in the crowd
We’ve got a new edition of the Golden Rule:
No trespassing allowed

Nobody asked her ‘bout the bruises on her face
I guess she was glad that they gave her her personal space
When the bones wouldn’t mend and it came to an end in the dead of the night
They neighbours were sad but at least they had respected her rights

‘Cause you can’t go near
Anybody else’s private ground
See folks ‘round here
Have got a democratic right to drown
And you’re just a fool
If you care about the faces in the crowd
We’ve got a new edition of the Golden Rule:
No trespassing allowed

Can’t you read the signs?
These are enlightened times
Got to be careful not to think too much
You can watch ‘em going under but you just can’t touch

‘Cause you can’t go near
Anybody else’s private ground
See folks ‘round here
Have got a democratic right to drown
And you’re just a fool
If you care about the faces in the crowd
We’ve got a new edition of the Golden Rule
Got a new edition of the Golden Rule:
No trespassing allowed

new flowers in my garden

  • Posted on August 19, 2011 at 7:29 am

passing my garden and casually making note of the weeds to pull, i was astonished to see something strange poking out of my flower bed

face in the flowers
another little face

up popped two little girls
wildflowers
surprise! they cried. we’re back to stay

body blushing 2
would you like to see our pretty blushing?

what we found in the woods today

  • Posted on August 18, 2011 at 6:35 pm

100steps
beezie and i went exploring in the woods. she climbed up this bush to get at the ripe buffalo berries.

200steps
peeking over every log and under every bush, but she wouldn’t tell me what she was looking for…

mushroom or toadstool?
maybe under here?

newcomer
spying a glimpse of blue beezie pulled back a leaf to find an unusual seedpod

checking this out
beezie snuck in for a closer look. “you’re exactly what i was looking for!”

greeting the newcomer
smiling, the stranger climbed out of her pod

smidge says hi
hi, i’m smidge. can we be friends?

found a mushroom
of course beezie said “yes!” so off the new friends went exploring together..

mossy trunk
they found many wonderful things

giant toadstool
then rested together on a giant toadstool

it is just the start of many wonderful adventures together….

tiny woodland garden

  • Posted on August 18, 2011 at 7:38 am

tiny mushrooms

a perfect miniature garden that would be fun to duplicate at home

view from above

  • Posted on August 17, 2011 at 7:39 am

digory and the bridge 2
there’s just something cool about looking off a bridge, i was really happy with the varied textures in this shot.

(digory just wanted to jump in and was quite upset that i wouldn’t let him.)

digory and the bridge
i love the way the sunlight sparkles on the water in this shot.