
cameron pass


I cannot speak of
Yudono, but see how wet
My sleeve is with tears.
~Matsuo Basho, The Narrow Road to Oku (trans: Donald Keene)

“…I was hearing the forest grow!

Then a peaceful sensation came over me, a sense that I didn’t have to do anything, that nature was taking care of itself. …The forest grew itself in the same way that my body breathed. What are Earth’s natural systems, living systems, always up to? Growing and reproducing. The living world is a creative place, because living things are always creating. Humans are not separate from this creation… We are creating our lives, while all around us the world is a creative place. …when I sit and draw, I am expressing that same creative energy. I open and let the drawings emerge.
John F Simon, Drawing your own Path
…he also is as though covered by a mist, a cloud, a darkness that hides everything he does and hides everything that takes place within him.
Trans: Ira Progoff. The Cloud of Unknowing

And ‘when I speak of darkness’ the author of The Cloud of Unknowing says, it is ‘not the kind of darkness that is in your house at night when the candle is out.’ It is a darkness of a quite different kind. ‘I am referring he says, ‘to a lack of knowing. It is a lack of knowing that includes everything you do not know or else that you have forgotten, whatever is altogether dark for you because you do not see it with your spiritual eye. And for this reason It is not called a cloud of the air, but rather a cloud of unknowing that is between you and your God.'” (IV:18)
Flowering thorn —
the pathway by my home village
is like this!
~Buson (Y Sawa & E Shiffert, Haiku Master Buson)



Lake Marie is named after Mary Bellamy, who was the first woman elected to the Wyoming State Legislature in 1910. Her husband, Charles Bellamy, a surveyor, surveyed the area in 1879 and named the lake (with a French twist) in his wife’s honor
Lake Marie submitted in response to Travel with Intent’s Six Word Saturday challenge.
one moon
and one frozen lake
sparkling at each other ~Hashimoto Takako (cited: M Ueda, Far Beyond the Field)

in the mosquito’s
buzz, a thread of thoughts
begins in my mind ~Takeshita Shizunojo 1887-1951 (M Ueda, Far Beyond the Field)

as you wander through my dreams
this aged soul wonders…
do our yesterday’s greet you?


Image submitted for Dogwood Photography’s annual 52-week photography challenge.
Week 5: Composition: Symmetry Landscape (Landscape is one of the most practiced type of photography. Use Symmetry in a Landscape to create a new viewpoint for this week’s image.)
Today, I like the word Wintering (the act of staying at a place throughout the winter) as it has an underlying message of being at…rest, peace. A seasonal nap time.


During this time of year in which nature slumbers, there is an invitation to sit beside the fireplace and study the amazing images of Michael Kenna and Bruce Percy.


February has within it whispers of spring, It also–like November–is a time of heavy snow storms and cabin fever. Last year I set out on a “frame within a frame” photo assignment.


What gifts did February, 2018 bring you this year?
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