From telegraph pole to pylon and more recently many cables have been laid underground.
Anvil cloud or space ship?
My ‘Ooh Shiny’ is probably an ‘ Ooh, Ooh, wow, look at that!’
‘Where’s my camera?’
‘Got to get this one!’
Drink it in.
Indulge in the moment.
Wonder at the amazement of it all.
Take a few more shots.
And, knowing I will never see it again that way,
Hope I have at least captured some of the essence of that moment.
As the remains of the blue sky slowly disappeared,
an unusual darkness decended …
…it was spectacular!
The Art of Contrast
What may look bleak to some
Can ooze beauty to others
The Joy is in the Choosing
I love wild weather, so I was sitting in my car, sheltering from the icy wind, waiting in excited anticipation of a wild squall.
Looked out of the window and saw this amazing sky, like someone had been let loose with a pallet of watercolours. Similar to the aurora borealis but this was westward.
Only had my mobile at the time and this image does not do it justice, it was spectacular.
Believe these clouds are called ‘nacreous’. They look like the inside of a mother-of-pearl shell.
This week’s contribution to Narami’s Tuesdays of Texture (de monte y mar).
Ignoring the barbs of the present
Eyes to the sky and see
And clement ways
I’m drawing them to me.
We don’t realise how optimistic we all really are!
We’re still here aren’t we?!
There is little thrills me more than the ominous gathering of clouds!
The (not so) mere word, ‘uncertainty’, can instantly create a conditioned reaction of a knot in my stomach.
The greater part of me watches with light amusement at my physical reaction to my mind’s instant conclusion, that it’s not a good thing.
Why must it be a bad thing?
Isn’t every moment of every day full of uncertainty?
There are only 2 things I can think of that are a certainty – birth and death.
I cannot see anything in between.
Without uncertainty the world would be so boring. No surprises. No anticipation. No joy.
So if I know that, I mean really know that, then why do I still experience the knee jerk knot in the stomach?
Habit! That’s what it is. Pure and simple conditioned habit. Despite all the self development work I have lived over the past few decades I can still, sometimes, have an old programmed reaction.
But I am changing consciously. I cannot not change. So I may as well accept it and allow change to happen.
I can embrace uncertainty with a different perspective. See it as a source for wonder. Wondering just what may appear in my life next. Wonder what the next adventure may be.
The knot in my stomach is there still but my experience of it has changed.
Now it is one of anticipated excitement. A journey into the unknown. Endless possibility.
I know that if I refrain from labelling it, it is certain to remain a limitless experience.