Many doors


Just because a door opens doesn’t mean it is the one you should go through.

It might just be providing a glimpse of something to help you clarify your intentions and course of action.


Assorted stuff


Once again I am on a sorting tear. Going through the stuff that eddies around the edges of life, visible and yet unseen. The plastic containers, pens, spare envelopes, batteries of uncertain age and remaining energy level. Boxes of paper to shred or burn, items for Goodwill, things destined for the dump. It’s all caught in the flow with me as I decide what I really want to give space to.

Still winter

Backyard afternoon

The stream out back is now a series of beaver ponds, smooth and still this time of year. It is a steep but short hike to get down to, and without slick, icy spots, it’s an easy hike. In the late day light it looks like this, full of shadows and reflections. There are numerous animal tracks leading to and from the open water and along the deer path. Soon the snow will melt and the sound of peepers will fill the night air. But for now the spot slumbers under a layer of snow and skim of ice.

Being able

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When I get out with my camera it is a mini vacation of sorts. It is me, my equipment and the world around me. And now, that includes Joe. Trekking along with me, trying not to get too antsy as I push just a bit farther down the trail. The thaw and freeze cycle we have had recently has made trails which have frozen puddles of flat ice to navigate. We managed to avoid any slips, and got to and from the stream in fine shape. Joe is more used to running than hiking, but this slower pace works better for us now and lets us enjoy what we see on the way. Being able to get out together is what counts.