Once upon a time A tiny striped caterpillar Burst from the egg Which had been home For so long. "Hello world," he said. "It sure is bright out here in the sun." (excerpt from Trina Paulus, Hope for the Flowers)
Fun striped and checked findings for Leya’s lens-artists photo challenge!
initially posted on November 20, 2016
I cast the brush aside
from here on I’ll speak to the moon
face to face
~Koha*
*cited:
initially posted in November 2014
For the third submission to Robin’s photo challenge, Seeing Differently, I decided to walk about the Colorado State University’s Flower Trial Garden with a Nikon D750 and a Nikon Macro 40 mm lens with an intention to look for repeating patterns.
The Flower Trial Garden sets aside about 20,000 square feet for planting annuals from late May through October. This color-filled garden is located across the street from the University’s Center for the Arts and even though the garden is about research it does offer an inviting environment for both students and non-students, alike.
I find that my eye generally tends to favor black and white images: yet, the color version of the image seems more dramatic and gentle to the eye. What are your thoughts?
initially posted in October, 2016
jump on over to Paula’s to join this photo challenge.
Reblogged image initially posted on October 18, 2017
Nostalgia To glimpse old abandoned barns that dot county roads often awaken memories of a childhood filled with the freedom to roam from dawn to dusk without a morsel of worry.
Initially posted in October 2016
late autumn
a single chair waiting
for someone yet to come
~Akito*
*cited:
http://www.theeternalgrasshopper.wordpress.com
Initially posted October, 2014
In all things, the Way does not want to be obstructed, for if there is obstruction, there is choking; if the choking does not cease, there is disorder, and disorder harms the life of all creatures ~Chuang-Tzu*
When I chisel a wheel, if the blows of the mallet are too gentle, the chisel slides and won’t take hold. But if they’re too hard, it bites in and won’t budge. Not too gentle, not too hard–you can get it in your hand and feel it in your mind. You can’t put it into words, and yet, there’s a knack to it somehow. I can’t teach it to my son, and he can’t learn it from me. ~Wheelwright P’ien*
*cited in:
Tao of Photography Seeing Beyond Seeing
Philippe L. Gross & S.I. Shapiro
initially posted on September 21, 2013
along this walk
is none but I
this autumn eve
~Basho*
*cited in:
The Moon in the Pines
Trans: Jonathan Clements
initially posted on September 20, 2013
