For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: rock.
One of my favorite early morning rocks, in Ontario, Canada.
The mergansers like it too.
For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: rock.
One of my favorite early morning rocks, in Ontario, Canada.
The mergansers like it too.
For Norm2.0’s Thursday doors.
This week feels like it is getting away from me. This door is on the hike to Fragrance Lake.
For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: spiky.
So this is a beach. Why spiky? The tide is way out. Watch where you step or sit, because these are the spiky bits!
Barnacles! The live ones are closed with the water out, but the dead shells are also sharp and spiky. Bits that aren’t spiky are slick!
I took these on North Beach last May. Wear shoes or at least carry them.
For Mundane Monday #185, my theme is balance.
I took this yesterday, hiking the beach with my daughter.
How would you photograph balance? Or what photograph does it make you think of?
Send your links and I will post them next week.
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Last weeks theme was rats.
For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: petrichor.
For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: bask.
Well, we were not warm in this picture…. it’s a basking position, but it certainly made me nervous. This is my son… GET OUT OF THERE! He wanted pictures. I took pictures quickly… OUT!
For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: grubby.
Grubby isn’t quite the right word here. At the lake we do get grubby, mostly living outdoors, but the word for this is slick and slippery! There was a burn ban when we first got to the lake, but it rained a lot the last couple of days. When it first rains, the rocks are terribly slick. I was very careful going down on the front rocks, but it didn’t occur to me to warn my daughter or partner. Both fell, feet shot out from under, launched! Both were thankfully fine, just startled and a little banged up! I showed them the alternate route back up the rocks.
The rocks and the lake are so beautiful in the rain. And I worried less about fires.
on the rocks, the canadian shield, old rock
rock that extends for miles and miles
water cupped in the rock
cupped like a hand, holding a lake
you say
You seem so deeply at peace
I say
No, I am not at peace at all
then I say
Yes, in the depths I am at peace
like the lake
the surface is all weather
glassy sometimes
then surface chop
then rain singing and bouncing
then waves crashing on the shore
reflecting the sky
light, dark, blue, the green of trees
pale pink in the morning
or orange and blue with the setting sun
the depths change slowly
not that slowly
in the fall the water temperature drops
to 4 degrees
and the lake turns over
all the 4 degree water dropping into the depths
and the warmer water rises
until the whole lake is 4 degrees and most dense
and then the surface freezes
the ice is lighter and floats on top
until it is solid and deep
and the lake winters over
in the spring the ice melts
and the ice breaks up
and the lake rolls over again
my surface is choppy with emotion
memories
grief and joy
my slow depths turn over
and there is deep peace
Taken from a canoe in 2012.
For Norm2.0’s Thursday doors: a rock door.
My daughter and I visited an old friend in LA back in 2010. She took us to Joshua Tree….
Dr. Suess designed the trees.
Cacti:
Dinosaurs.
Amazing rocks.
Rocks close up.
And sunset.
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