Simple Beauty

by Margaret on September 5, 2022

Tomorrow is the first day of fall for me, that is, the first day of school.  So many memories of all these ‘first days’ – my own, my children’s and then followed by my grandchildren.  Regardless of the span of years it always has the same feel: essentially a new beginning that brings more significance to me than New Year’s Day. It also brings an ending to the delights of summer.  An ending blending into a new beginning.  Such is life.

Tomorrow reminds me of something else – the fact that I didn’t post a Blog of photos during the summer.  There was something about this summer that called me to simplicity and this showed itself in the photos I took.  I found myself sitting more with my camera, listening much more, and just watching it all.  And it was so satisfying to be experiencing the simple beauty, rather than spending time looking for photos to capture.    It felt a bit strange, but indeed very satisfying.

I’m going to close off my summer by sharing some of my simple photos from this summer.

  1. The photo above is of weeds in Fortune Lake.  I sat there watching them gracefully drift around changing patterns.

2. This photo is the debris created by the beaver as they worked diligently to fill up the outlet of Fortune Lake.  Workers remove this every week.  And the beaver return to their job.

3. All that work in Fortune Lake created mud in the creek all the way down to the falls in Dunlop Picnic field.

 

4. The simple cycle of life for a tree.  This rotting tree included some very interesting shapes.

 

5. Such relief when I arrived at Carman Lookout to find none of the trees had been destroyed by the May 21st derecho storm which devastated much of my own community.

6. Watching clouds creating shadows over the distant forest on the east side of Meech Lake.

7. Beauty along the side of a parched stream.

8. Two creatures simply staring at each other with no movement.  Callum didn’t make a sound but needed to shake off his built up energy once the deer moved on.

9. To me, there’s nothing a beautiful as a dog in his element.

10.  And I guess I can say the same thing about me:  happy in my element too.

 

 

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