Posts Tagged ‘water’

Wet Wednesday

Posted: October 16, 2019 in Travel
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We weren’t able to sit on the patio enjoying the view much this year as there was rain almost every day. The base of the furled patio umbrella formed the perfect birdbath, giving us a close view of the birds’ ablutions. However, as the area was moving towards water rationing, we welcomed each day of rain and enjoyed to the fullest the few hours and few days where the sun shone brightly…or even the times we saw some patches of blue sky. 🙂

It’s been over at month since we celebrated the wedding of our older daughter in Baja California. Besides the wedding, there was a lot of beauty on offer as you’ll see in these photos for Patti’s Lens-Artists theme this week of “Splash!” There was some rather nice light, too.

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The sound of water is music to my ears, whether from a babbling brook, the back-and-forth wash of waves, or water rushing over rocks. Is it to yours?

“It is said by the Eldar that in water there lives yet the echo of the Music of the Ainur more than in any substance that is in this Earth; and many of the Children of Ilúvatar hearken still unsated to the voices of the Sea, and yet know not for what they listen.”
~ J.R.R. Tolkien, The Silmarillion

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One-Word Sunday is hosted by Debbie at Travel With Intent.

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I see that by missing last week, I missed my chance to somehow employ a favorite quote:  “Danger, Will Robinson.  Danger.”  Drat.  Ah, well, we had a good time in Philadelphia despite the less than stellar weather and thankfully no danger there or on the road, other than the danger of a mental blowout when the traffic in Indiana was constantly slowed by construction or other issues.  🙂

This week, the challenge theme is “Reflecting.”  This is one of my favorite shots because it’s both a shot of reflections and a place where I was peacefully reflecting while in San Francisco some years ago.

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Be like water

Posted: December 1, 2015 in Quotes
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Nature” is the theme for every first Monday in the Phoneography Challenge. I’ve been getting out into nature at every possible chance now that the weather is good. Friday, I took to the side trails in the park, to explore the places I’m always glancing at while exercise walking. I ended up by the river and found these lovely reflections, symbolic of the reflections going on in my mind while walking, relaxing, and renewing. Do you have a preference?



Water is necessary for life.  Water can be relaxing and refreshing.  Water can be annoying (as in a drip) or devastating when it gets in where it shouldn’t.  Water can hold life in it or destroy life.  Water can grant life to living things.  Lack of water can stunt growth or kill plants, animals or humans.  Water can be beautiful or terrible.  But we must all have it.

As I’ve mentioned in previous posts about our time in Wyoming this year, there’s been plenty of water…in the form of winter snow, without which life here suffers, and in rain.  Consequently the grass is green and the flowers abundant and when we ride on certain trails, the sound of water is a thing of joy, whether in the chuckling and burbling of a stream or the louder music of river over rocks.

One of our favorite rides is through cow camp, where 21st century cowboys use old methods of herding cattle.  Cow camp is at the bottom of a very long, steep road and filled with things the seem specifically made to produce fear in a horse–tents, doors that might swing open, a chuck wagon, a fire pit; all sorts of “things.”  But starting at cow camp and running for some distance along the trail is Little Goose River, this year swelled by the abundant snow and rain.  We don’t take many photos there because in many places there’s not much room to dismount or mount again.  But we pause now and then to take what pictures we’re able to get on horseback while reveling in the sound of the water tumbling over rocks and laughing as it goes.


Eventually, all things merge into one, and a river runs through it. The river was cut by the world’s great flood and runs over rocks from the basement of time. On some of the rocks are timeless raindrops. Under the rocks are the words, and some of the words are theirs. I am haunted by waters.
~Norman Maclean, A River Runs Through It and Other Stories