Traveling along through the early evening, I watched the clouds roll away and the sky clear, shocked by the red riot of the sunset, and followed the path of the mists curling across the hills and down into the valleys, still clinging here and there to some odd anchor. I watched the light fade, the long light I love so much, and the shadows start to overtake it all. It was gorgeous and devastating, peaceful and powerful both at once...
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The Long Road Home
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THROUGH MY LENS:
One of my favorite spring wildflowers is the trout lilly. They grow in vast groups through the woods surrounding my pond, tiny armies marching their way beneath trees, around rocks, and through shrubby undergrowth. Every spring I …
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Spending some down-time
I returned home earlier this week from a short but much-needed trip to the ocean. This time it was to Florida’s Gulf Coast, the more tropical and laid back side of the state, in my opinion. Right …
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THROUGH MY LENS
This was the view in my old and overgrown apple orchard a few years ago. Yesterday it rained here, then snowed, and lastly hailed. Maybe it was more like May when the photo above was taken, but …
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LAST THOUGHT FOR THE DAY
“The secret of getting ahead is getting started.” – Mark Twain This day is done. But tomorrow offers a whole new chance to get started again. A clean slate, blank page, or fresh canvas waiting to …
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THROUGH MY LENS:
I miss the ocean: The pounding, hypnotic rhythm of the waves; the tangy smell of the salt air; and the feeling of being so very, very small. Between the rain and snow, I can look out …
Jacqlyn Thorne 