Look at this!
Once you see it, you can’t unsee it — what do you see?
What is wild is what drives the honeysuckle, what wills the dragonfly, shoves the wind and compels the poem.
—Jay Griffiths, Wild, An Elemental Journey, 2007, Hamish Hamilton
don’t shy away a pile of wood comes alive under a heavy sky and the humid air swells and takes you by surprise—bewildered the eye holds on to the mirage that defies the mind bewildered you stare, your finger halts for you don’t dare to press the shutter afraid the sound of it will break the spell afraid the beast will call the shots and say it’s time, you’ve had enough of play and puff, like that be gone and the curtain be drawn and you left again in a world deprived of magic
Going through the photos I have taken over the years feels like reading my old notebooks—recurrent themes keep popping up, and hints of messages I failed to decode or simply ignored.
My wise feral friend pointed me in the right direction many years ago. However, at the time, I couldn’t read the signs. Coming full circle, I pick up the old thread, searching with my camera for the small details that weave the bigger story.
The tight frame of the viewfinder can be limiting, yet I have found my freedom within its limits.
I just stopped by to say hello! And tell you what I see. I have been riveted to the Big Bear Lake (California) Eagle Cam, watching new life emerge, watching when a hatchling lays forever still in the nest, two survive and I am now one of their stewards, even though it is only through observation and wishes. I am in total awe of the glorious innate ability of two adult Eagles , caring for their young. Yes, I see an Eagle, head slightly bent , her keen eyes, watching over her young. Thanks for the magic, I offer you the same;
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B4-L2nfGcuE
This is so lovely. The photograph and how the poem speaks so. There’s so much in just a moment before pressing the shutter.