What I see is a recessed ceiling alcove with little circular windows surrounding a chandelier that hangs at the top of a circular staircase. What I think is this view is disorienting!
presupposes a disorientation.
– Hans Magnus Enzensberg
What I see is my niece heading out with her fishing tackle in tow. What I think is I like catching fish more than I like fishing.
If people concentrated on the
really important things in life,
there’d be a shortage of fishing poles.
– Doug Larson
What I see is a Water Lily bud. What I remember is it was open and huge and lovely when I first saw it, but then it was all sealed up when I went out later. What I think is we all have times when we need to close back in upon ourselves, rest – tap into the light within, so we’ll have strength enough to open back up again.
Deep in their roots,
all flowers keep the light.
– Theodore Roethke
What I see are the remnants of an old factory or something – I don’t even know what this was. What I think is “I want to go in there!” I can’t pass by any kind of old run-down, boarded-up, falling-down structure without a burning desire to explore it.
Buildings have souls too.
What I see is a couple of Osprey who’ve built their nest on someone’s boat. What I know is I wouldn’t want to be the one who has to evict them.
There is nothing in which the birds
differ more from man
than the way in which they can build
and yet leave a landscape as it was before.
– Robert Wilson Lynd
What I see is a frog hanging out in my parent’s water garden. What I think is I love frogs and toads. And I love to hold them, even though they pee on my hand. A friend of mine is totally creeped out by frogs, but I don’t get it. Because look how cute!!
When green is all there is to be,
it can make you wonder why,
but why wonder.
I’m green and it’ll do fine,
and I think that’s what I want to be.
– Kermit the Frog
Yes, these are my niece’s feet; yes, they’re hanging over the balcony. BUT: my arm’s around her AND there is a metal railing across her chest. And no, she couldn’t have slipped underneath. Now that that’s out of the way… 🙂
I’m a Fall person. I love it! I love the cooler air and the changing colors of the leaves. There’s an excitement of returning tv shows, football and back to school (even though I don’t have a tv signal or kids). It’s a season of holidays, with the back to back of Halloween, Thanksgiving and Christmas. Fall is just great!
I’m just not feeling it this year. It’s all going by so fast, and time just seems to be slipping out from under me.
Where did August go? Where did September disappear to? October is already a week gone.
This year I’m not ready for fall.
This year, right now, I’d love to jump off this picture and right into those inviting waters. I’d love a couple more days in the middle of that summer vacation.
This is Fredericksburg, seen from an upper window of one of its many museums. I don't know why this window had a screen on it, since it's surely never opened, but it made for an interesting effect. What I see is a lot of roofs. What I think is that this could be any city.
that you are absolutely unique.
Just like everyone else.
– Margaret Mead
This has always struck me as a pretty little spot, no less so with an absence of green and luxuriant foliage to adorn it. What I see is light and shadow dancing at my feet, a community of trees holding hands above my head, and the road before me rising up and disappearing into the woods. What I think is I'm so excited to see what awaits me around the bend.
There is something to be said
for not having the path laid out straight before you.
I am starting to see the beauty and find the joy
in the winding of the road.
This huge tree caught my eye, so I stopped in the road (you can do that in the country and not expect to get run over) and took a few shots with my arm stuck out of the window. This picture isn't too terrible, considering I was shooting blind. What I see is a spindly armed and long-fingered tree against a blue, blue sky and one little cloud seeming to rest itself in the branches. What I think is that I just love to look at trees.
Trees are poems that earth writes upon the sky.
– Kahlil Gibran
My cell phone camera did interesting things with the sun, and it shows up here as waves of light across the photo. What I see is a brown field and open sky. What I think of is all the stages this land goes through in a year, from this winter brown, to knee-high green and luscious growth, to golden-green stalks of corn that slowly peak and fade into pale sheaths of tan that are cut down and left to winter brown.
Each thing is of like form from everlasting
and comes round again in its cycle.
– Marcus Aurelius
And here are the tracks that yesterday's old buildings were gathered around. The building in the background here looks well-kept, and I wonder if that was a little station once upon a time. What I see is a pair of train tracks heading straight into the distance. What I think of is forever, and heading to unknown destinations, and so many places I've never been.
And there is the headlight,
shining far down the track,
glinting off the steel rails that,
like all parallel lines,
will meet in infinity,
which is after all where this train is going.
– Bruce Catton
Last week, the weather was so beautiful that I was compelled to take pictures (on my phone, sorry) of my commute home. This week I'll share them with you. What I see here is a fabulous, large, awesomely reflective and wonderfully splash-worthy puddle that typically lasts for a few days after each rain. Beyond the tracks, a few old buildings gather around what must have been a train stop at one time. What I think is it would be a great treat to see those buildings as they once were, and wouldn't I just love to go exploring in that boarded up old store.
The world is mud-luscious
– E. E. Cummings
I took this many, many summers ago in Chincoteague Virginia. It was the only time I've taken my nephews on vacation, just the three of us. What I see is Peyton looking down at the water mere minutes after we arrived at our vacation rental. What I think of is how wonderful it was to be an aunt to young things, and of two little girls who are giving me that gift again.
Every day is my best day;
this is my life.
I’m not going to have
this moment again.
– Bernie Siegel
This is one of my favorite pictures, taken almost 20 years ago. These two "people" are my then-roommate Margaret and our dog Topaz. What I see is the two of them sitting on Skyline Drive, looking out over the Blue Ridge Mountains and the Shenandoah Valley, each seemingly lost in contemplation or admiration or I know not what. What I think is that man and beast alike are compelled to contemplate their surroundings. What I wonder is what the two of them were thinking at that very moment.
to wonder at the height of mountains,
at the huge wave of the sea,
at the long courses of rivers,
the vast compass of the ocean,
at the circular motion of the stars,
and they pass by themselves
without wondering at all.
– St. Augustine 399 ad
This is a shot from my afternoon with friends at Crabtree Falls. What I see is a bunch of leaves, caught between a rock and a hard place. What I think is that sometimes we just need to be still and let the waters part for us.
Learning how to be still,
to really be still and let life happen –
that stillness becomes
– Morgan Freeman