Sunday, July 6, 2014

Stand still in the middle of the world,
 let it be Missoula,
 any crossroad in the west.
 You are here, alive in this place,
 touching with sight
things that are smoke tomorrow." 

                     from Alive in the World
                                by John Haines

I am still chewing thru the photos from our trip
to the cabin. What struck me about the photos I took 
on this day was the vivid colours the green, yellows
 and blues and how the birds seemed posed in
intricate sets like actors awaiting their cues.



"we become at last like trees 
 who stand within themselves, thinking. 
And when we wake--if we do--

we come back bringing the images 
of a lonely childhood: the hands 
we held, the threads we unwound 
from shadows beneath us; 
and sounds as voices in another room 
where some part of our life 
was being prepared--near which we lay, 
waiting for our life to begin."

                  from Sleep
                         by John Haines


Celeste said...

The goldfinch set against the pale bark of the birch/aspen(?) is absolutely perfect Guy, good eye.

Kathie Brown said...

Guy, what wonderful shots you got! and I agree with Celeste! I hope you have more for us!

Guy said...

Hi Celeste

Thank you very much.

All the best.

Guy said...

Hi Kathie

Thanks we had lots of birds this year so there were lots of chances
for a nice photo.