At this time last year my photography was put aside due to eye surgery. This was followed by the discontent that overwhelmed me during January’s freezing snow storms, unrelenting winds, and gray-toned skies. In April it was grief that eventually moved me to pick up my camera as a way to visually honor my mother’s life. Reviewing the images created in 2016 brings forth gratitude as photography motivates me to move outside of myself and to see the world anew. Thank each and everyone of you for being a part of my blog journey. May 2017 be defined by your continued awe-inspiring creative works.
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thursday’s special: minimalism

Image submitted in response to Paula’s Thursday’s Special.
weekly photo challenge: anticipation
When I was so much younger than I am today, December was the month of anticipation. The movement of time from the beginning of winter break until Christmas crawled slower than a snail. Today, winter is the season of anticipation…winter advisories, wind chill, snow-covered sidewalks…and most importantly…the awakening of spring.

le chocolatier
chocolate flows in deep dark sweet waves,
a river to ignite my mind and alert my senses

rocky mountain foothills

an early summer evening

Rocky Mountain Foothills
just can’t see through sunglasses

Lumix GX8 f//8 1/320s 18 mm ISO 200
monochrome madness: movement

Nikon D750 f5.6 1/125s 24mm ISO100 Multi-Exposure
“And Summer Marches On” submitted in response to Leanne’s MM theme: movement… designed “to encourage people to do monochrome images, just for the madness of it”
stripes

Nikon D750 f/5.6 85mm 1/500s 100 ISO
black & white sunday: traces of the past
The Fort Collins Municipal Railway operated streetcars in Ft Collins, Colorado from 1919 until 1951. The streetcar, Birney “Safety”, 21 is listed in the National Register of Historical Places and is currently operating during the spring and summer months.

Nikon D750 f/8 135mm 1/500s 100 ISO
submitted in response to Lost In Translation’s photo challenge
100 days…99th day
Summer will soon
slumber
between wild flowers.

In our next spring
let’s meet as butterflies
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