Jan 292010
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experiencing the magic in the moment…
Who am I?
While that question is probably a little difficult to answer in a paragraph (or even in a lifetime), I can tell you that my name is Meredith, and that I love to ponder life's mystery and beauty and joys and then write about them. This blog is all about my interactions with Nature during my walks in the woods, visits to Botanical Gardens, in my own small, organic kitchen garden -- and anywhere else I happen to be when inspiration strikes.
Lovely shot, Meredith. I was actually mesmerized by the shadows in the moonlit garden last night. If not for the shadows, how could we appreciate the light?
Have a fabulous weekend!
Talon, I try to remind myself of that when it’s my own shadow I’m facing. I bet your moonlit garden was full of mystery and dark beauty on the night of the Wolf Moon.
Hope you have a great weekend, too!
Great mystery here in your bloom Meredith! Gorgeous and sensual. I was just taking shadow pictures today on the snow… last night was magic too with moon shadows! ;>0
I bet those moon shadows were something else, Carol. Wasn’t the Wolf Moon supposed to be the brightest moon of 2010? We missed it, tucked under a deep cloud bank, sadly, but I could see a bit of its incredible light coming through.
Fabulous macro Meredith!
Thank you, Rosie. I hope I’m getting better at this photography thing.
Yes – lovely….
Thanks, Lynn!
Wow Mer
Aw, gemma, thanks, hon.
Looks like a sultry beauty in the shadow. Reminds me of a shy, mysterious lady.
It reminded me of a woman, too, Autumn Belle, a rather tender, dusky beauty.
Reading Talon’s comment reminded me of American author Austin O’Malley’s quote on the same theme, “When walking through the “valley of shadows,” remember, a shadow is cast by a Light.” Love the photo, Meredith.
Yes, you’re right, Hank. Without light, no shadows. A beautiful quote. Thanks for the compliment!
I agree, this photo has mystery to it. I enjoy it when people see the mystery in the dark, instead of calling it bad. The wolf moon was at the perigee (closest to earth). We had the typical full-moon storms but even through the clouds the light was bright, and when it cleared temporarily, gorgeous to see the moon above the ponderosa pines.
Me, too, Pomona. I’m trying to make friends with parts of my own shadow, as you might have guessed.
And now I finally understand why the Wolf Moon was the brightest of the year. (Somehow no one explained that before.)