Somewhere that cars cannot go and cell phones do not work. Where the only road is a worn path made by the feet of the wild. And the only sights are the sky, clouds, grass, and hills. Maybe an occasional visit with a four legged beast that happens upon you. Amongst the trees and the wild flowers, get lost somewhere you’ve never been before.
I can’t do that this weekend, but I hope that each of you takes an adventure to escape the week.
I haven’t been very good about the blogging lately. Truth be told, I just have been in the mood for it.
I spoke to another photographer over the weekend and we were talking about equipment and knowledge. He asked me if I had this and that. Then if I knew this or that. One of the things he asked me, I said I didn’t know because of the way he worded it. It turns out that I do actually know how to do that. Still, his dismay at my knowledge (or what he considered lack there of) and his almost disgust at what I own and don’t own….well, it is a bit frustrating and disheartening.
Then of course my mind went to all the criticism, in the blogging and photography world as well as several other areas. It has just kind of put me in a frustrated place. This blog will not be about whining, though. It will not be a sob story. And I’m not going to allow myself to turn it into a rant. I am trying to be above that.
I would like to justify it. I would like to rant, but the truth is…there is just way too much beauty left in this world for me to get wrapped up in the negativity. Even though it really is so easy to do. It is. So, instead of being sucked into it…I just fight even harder to remember the positive aspects and the things that make me smile.
Things like sitting on a field of green overlooking a valley of badlands as the sun comes up (or goes down). Valleys that go on for miles. Skies that go on for miles. Clouds and blueness that you often only see in a television show. Those kinds of things that make me smile.
I hope that each of you has a beautiful day and tomorrow.
Through the mist and the trees, the morning sun made its debut. With a light breeze of crisp, early morning air…the weather was just right. She made her way up the trail. Through the dirt and leaves, sticks and rocks. Greeted by squirrels and chipmunks. Startled by groundhogs scurrying away. It was enough to make her smile.
With each approaching step, the sun became brighter. Highlighting the trees with its rays. It was as if it was bragging, “Look at what I can do.” Brag on, sun. Brag on. She had seen many of beauty throughout her travels, but nothing like this. There was an unsettling goodness about the vision before her. The sun had earned the right.
As she continued to walk on, each step created an increased feeling of peace. A feeling that settled in deep and filled each crevice of her soul. Cares had slipped away. Stress no longer existed. Her spirit had reawakened. She did not know if this feeling would last, just that she would forever remember the moment it began.