The sun going down
There is art to be found
In the flow of the river
Look, a river of gold
Oh how so bold
In the shadows of the summer cool
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Meardeau Falls
Meardeau Falls, Aux Sable River, North of Massey.
One of my favorite locations to photograph.
A bit of a hike through the woods
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Salmon River, BC
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Simpson Monument, Kootenay National Park, British Columbia
AS we drove through Kootenay National Park, my brother Bob stopped at Simpson Monument. I instantly fell in love with this location. The mountain slopes show the remains of a forest fire from the past.
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Bull Mountain
I have been plagued with bad weather. Too much mist. The mountains in a haze. But finally it all became clear. Bull Mountain with the Kootney River British Columbia.
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A Quiet Spot
I was photographing at High Falls, Levack late of an evening. I spotted this little nook at the rivers edge. Using the rocks for framing, the dark waters giving contrast. A hint of fast water above. A nice place to sit upon the rocks.
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Oh So Lonesome
Cascada-Blanca
Oh So Lonesome
Have you ever gotten
That feeling, of feeling lonely
Of feeling,oh so lonesome
In a cold,cold home
Her love is gone
Her heart turned cold
As cold as a stone
I think I’m in the Arctic
I feel so benumbed
Her angry words frosty
Like the cold North wind
You left me behind
I know I am to blame
I asked for your forgiveness
But you had no mercy
I know we have been
Through troubled waters
She told me, she had no trust
I was like the dust
Blowing in the wind
She had made up her mind
To leave me behind
Have you ever gotten
That feeling, of feeling lonely
Of feeling,oh so lonesome
In a cold,cold home
Oh so lonesome
In a cold,cold home
Oh so lonesome
In a cold,cold home
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In Dreams
I lay my head
Upon my pillow
I close my eyes
In dreams
I am walking in a meadow
The grass tall and waving
In the warm summer wind
Oxeye daisies grow among
The field of green grass
Swaying to the beat
Of the passing wind
Butterflies flutter in the breeze
In dreams
In dreams
In dreams
A woodland path beckons
To travel endlessly
Traversing through stately maples
The murmur of the wind
Up in the leafy canopy
The rustle of leaves
On the forest floor
In dreams
In Dreams
In dreams
A gently flowing river
Dressed with cascading willows
Falling rain drops splash
The river’s surface
As I traverse along the river
A never ending river
With no end in sight
In dreams
In dreams
In dreams
Sitting by a lake
Quartz mountains enshrine
The sapphire waters
Sparkling in the morning light
A gentle breeze ripples
The clear lake waters
In dreams
In dreams
In dreams
Standing high on a mountain
Ruffled by strong winds
The land covered in mist
Dark clouds tumbling over
The distant mountains
I feel like the eagle
Soaring on the wind
In dreams
In dreams
In Dreams
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A Vastness
Standing on a hill
The vastness of the land
Spreads before me
My lodging but a dot
On the large scale of things
A beam of light
From the setting sun
Caresses the sun burnt hills
I stand in awe
With the hills unfolding
Before my squinting eyes
The feel of the breeze
Freshening on my face
A cool welcome from
The heat of the day
A common experience
In the mountainous country
Far in the distance
On an open hillside
Movement can be spotted
It is the ganado cresting
A brown splotched rise
Herded home by trailing young boys
Mere dots in the fading light
It is also a sign
That I too must leave
To follow the winding trail
Down the sloping hill
Before darkness engulfs me
The trail takes a diagonal
Through a field of maize
The stalks standing forlorn
In the evening half light
A fence line appears ahead
The trail running parallel
The descent is quick
An adobe home appears
Soon lost in the dimness
The Rio Trentino materializes
Hopping from rock to rock
The shallow river is crossed
The road beckons ahead
A patch of red roof
Appears in the near distance
Nestled on a sloping hill
A place to rest
Ones weary legs
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Spring Thaw
A freshening south wind
Caresses the frozen land
A bright and sunny day
The warmth of spring
Blankets the snow bound terrain
The spring thaw has begun
A river flows beneath
The burden of winter
The snow laden evergreens
Line the river’s edge
The relentless winter winds
Has turned the exposed snow
Into sculptured forms of art
The smooth crust of snow
Formed into humps and valleys
Where the shadows play
Embellishing the exposed snow
The river has burst forth
From its winter blanket
Surging water slowly appears
Creating pools of tea colored water
To disappear once again
Beneath the melting ice
To reappear downriver
Charging on in the
Warmth of spring
With the sun dropping
Below the distant tree line
There is a chill
In the spring air
Long shadows are cast
With a hint of blue
Upon the stark white land
Interspersed with exposed rocks
The approach of evening
Heralds the end of the day
With a display of subdued lighting
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