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Sometimes, but not often enough I “get over myself”and just relish the dance in the moment. Last week I joined a photography “Meetup” at the Denver Botanic Garden for a member’s only 7:00 a.m. entry before the general public admission at 9:00. How delightful to be able to “capture” morning’s soft light offering and it’s cool breeze. When I put the camera to my eye to frame a shot, all of the tensions of a hundred details attended to in the previous week, float away, and the music of intentional seeing starts its tune. Here a color, there a texture, water flowing, interesting patterns, butterflies landing,bees pollinating, reflections on the pond, water lilies opening on their own schedule …. and I’m released from mine.
Todays image could be cropped to capture only the most beautiful strong proud “pick of the litter” (I live in Denver where there are almost as many dogs as flowers … I digress) and that’s where the focus usually is, but if you saw the image in full size you’d see the most beautiful light illuminating the bent stems of the drooping flower. The flowers are still alive, but just not strong enough to stand upright. A reminder perhaps that sometimes we have to take a leave of absence from our, activities, challenges, schedules, burdens, losses, and incessant doings. A garden to dance in and to wait, watch and listen as one season follows another, one flower dies another shoots up new life. Meanwhile the light shines in the darkness and the early morning light. How divine.
IBK
