When I first started taking photos I wondered a bit about

spending so much time looking at the world through a lens. 

But the longer I used it the more I realized I was seeing either,

a world I had forgotten to stop and look at or a world

I could not process well enough with my naked eye

to actually see. So I thought that would be the theme

of this post.

I have posted this photo before but I love it.

After days of freezing temperatures and cloudy skies we had a

cold but clear blue sky. I saw two crows in the distance

but could not make out anything else. At home I saw one crow

was upside down. The sheer joy and exuberance was clear to see.

I can not believe this serves any purpose but celebration.

If we had wings wouldn't we do the same?

I am not sure what the chickadee is up to,

a friend suggested showing off. However

I know I would only see a blur without

the camera and I love the little spray of snow,

the sense of forward motion.

And for some reason the sight of water droplets flying

is always a big hit with me.

 

And there is the beauty in small seemly insignificant things.

                                           "We have been here so short a time

       and we pretend we have invented memory"

                               To The Insects

                           Elders

                                             

                                                    W.S. Merwin