Lost in the detailsPosted: March 1, 2013
Nothing is less real than realism. Details are confusing. It is only by selection, by elimination, by emphasis, that we get at the real meaning of things.
~ Georgia O’Keeffe
Before we go for today’s walk, the Weekly Photo Challenge is Lost in the Details and I thought I’d take a stab at it. I actually took this photo while out on my morning walk, before I knew what the challenge would be. I like the details and texture of the fence, the snow, the wire, the wood slats, and even the fence post off to the left side of the photo. I don’t know why I keep coming back to this fence and the hay bale it sits on. I may have enough photos of them now to fill a large room. Perhaps it’s the wabi-sabi aspect. I’ve been watching the hay bale and fence slowly erode with time.
The banded goose returned to the pond today. Now that I know who she is, I wouldn’t mind in the least if she hung around for a while. Unfortunately, M and I have trained the geese not to stay, and they usually fly off within a few minutes of seeing one of us near the pond.
I’m almost tempted to give her a name. I’m not sure that’s a good idea. Attachment to wildlife rarely works out well.
It is cloudy with snow flurries today, and very cold. The wind managed to work its way through all of my layers while I was out for my walk.
It looks and feels like winter, but it sounds like spring. The birds are singing their little hearts out. Maybe they’re trying to sing in spring. Or sing out winter.
My religion consists of a humble admiration of the illimitable superior spirit who reveals himself in the slight details we are able to perceive with our frail and feeble mind.
~ Albert Einstein
The true secret of happiness lies in taking a genuine interest in all the details of daily life.
~ William Morris
I’m going to see my granddaughters this weekend. I can’t think of a better way to spend a weekend than with Emma and Maddy. I love being a grandma. There’s nothing else like it.
A mountain is composed of tiny grains of earth. The ocean is made up of tiny drops of water. Even so, life is but an endless series of little details, actions, speeches, and thoughts. And the consequences whether good or bad of even the least of them are far-reaching.
We had an unusual visitor at the bird feeder today. This is a critter most people are familiar with at their feeders. In fact, most people do all that they can to keep them away from the feeders.
We rarely see squirrels out here. I know they’re in the woods, but they don’t seem to like coming near the house. That’s just as well because those that do come close to the house end up dead on the road a day or two later. They’re better off in the woods.
This little guy or gal looks like he or she has found plenty to eat over the winter months. Nonetheless, I’m glad he or she found the little offering of food I left out. He did try to climb up on the feeder, but evidently isn’t experienced at it. The feeder started to twirl and he went flying off.
I recently made some sales at my RedBubble shop. RedBubble notifies me of what was sold and how much I will make on it, but they don’t tell me who bought it. I suppose that’s how it should be. However. I would like to thank the person who liked my art enough to purchase something. In case you’re reading this blog, Lovely Person, thank you so much. I hope the images bring you joy.
That’s it from the Bogs on this cold and snowy Friday. Thank you so much for visiting, and joining me on another walk around Breezy Acres. I hope it wasn’t too cold out there for you.
Have a delightful day, evening, night… whenever and wherever you are on the spectrum of time. And have a great weekend! I’ll be back on Sunday or Monday.