Showing posts with label Night. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Night. Show all posts

Tree of Light


I walked past this tree for years without so much as noticing it. Late one night the darkened streetlight, the fog, and the light behind this tree all conspired to finally get my attention. Now, whenever I walk past it, I remember the dazzling display and even appreciate its beauty in the drab of daylight.

Distant Shore


In ancient times, philosophers debated whether life was always changing or whether nothing ever changed. Some compared life to a river that is always moving. Others pointed out that the river itself was in the same place day after day.
I think of the ever changing yet never changing river as I look back on the years of my life. So much has changed, yet it is the same lifetime.
Someday I'll cross the river and, perhaps, gain a deeper understanding from its distant shore.

Evening Stream



As human beings, many of us go about our lives during daylight hours. While walking in the evening and keeping a tuned ear, it becomes clear that, for much of the natural world, night is day.

Bleeding Hearts at Night


It was night and I was turning out the lights to go to bed when I thought about the flowers in the vase on the table. All the beauty of those flowers still exists once the light is gone – but we just can’t see it. Giving into the temptation to take a few more photos before bed. I set up my camera on a tripod on the table, selected a long exposure, and then “painted” the flowers with a flashlight. The effect was moving – the beauty of the flowers complimented the night’s darkness.

Night Life


Queen Anne's Lace in Evening


Winter Beach at Night


Winter is such a barren time with so little colour – even more so at night. But with the camera shutter set to 15 seconds and the moon rising above the snowy beach, a colourful world emerges.

Streetlight in Winter


While away at a meeting, I was snowed in during one of winter’s harshest storms. The world outside looked incredibly bleak – yet even there, there was beauty. The cold of the ice and snow, when mixed with the heat of the bulbs, created this beautiful fusion of ice and fire.