thanksgiving

.....God has dipped his paint in His palette of colors and splashed the hills and woods and fields with robes of saffron and crimson and gold and yellow and brown and scarlet.

The maples and chestnuts and oaks vie with one another in autumnal beauty. The sumac dazzles the eye with brilliant scarlet.....

In this amazing garden of beauty our lips involuntarily sing forth the praises of the psalmist: "Bless Jehovah, o my soul; and all that is within my, bless His holy name."

Charles Kingsley

repetition of shape and colour

the light behind the finch echoes his shape

the curve of the body echoes the curve of the sunflower,

the colours, as well, match beautifully.

on breezes

a miracle, this silk to transport a tiny seed,

a miracle, this silk to transport a tiny life.

who can not marvel at creation?

who can not stand in awe of the Creator?

rural ontario

Some stand straight and some tilt,

hand hewn in earlier days.

Some people aim to pull them down

and I photograph them

before they are gone.

monarch

flowers

september

cross across veins