The happy road warriors arrived safely in Phoenix. We headed to Tucson with our traditional lunch stop at the legendary Lost Dutchman State Park in Apache Junction. The park is located at the base of the Superstition Mountains. It is the home of the Lost Dutchman Mine. No one has ever found the mine. Who knows maybe we will!
White white falling down
Turned my smile into a frown
Car in driveway stuck again
Suddenly frown becomes a grin!
Watching snowflakes drift and weave
A meditative time to breathe.
The garden sleeps but soon will rise
With warm spring beauty for our eyes.
It’s just winter….
Copyright Toni Hooper 2018
Stagnant pond, ethereal blue
What secrets can we learn from you?
Are you a silent portal to worlds below?
Or will the sun shine down, and ever so slow
Gently take you back to heaven?
Copyright Toni Hooper 2017
I went to say goodbye to Pompano beach. The sun rose behind the clouds and then the clouds took over. It was still beautiful. I think the sun was sad to see us go.
I just read an article by photographer Jason Bradley in which he commented about how often we photographers get caught up in the gear. He stresses that we look at the scene. Think about what we want our viewers to see. What do you want to say? He says to pay attention to the first thought, the first thing that caught your eye. As I made my walk down to the beach for sunrise I remembered what I had read. Thank you Jason! This morning it was about color. Pure and simple. The change of color and the absolute brilliance and fire, that was my subject.
I saw pictures of myself on my Yellowstone trip and I looked so weighed down by the cameras hanging off my body. Really, did I need three? I brought my tripod to the beach. Never even opened it.
So here is sunrise today.
Color and clouds
Pure and simple
Life streaks across the morning horizon
What’s at the end?
Take the short walk
Let the beauty begin.
We visited Blowing Rocks Nature Preserve in Jupiter Florida. It’s about an hour from Pompano and a beautiful drive down A1A.
The preserve was named for its rocky Anastasia limestone shoreline – the largest on the U.S. Atlantic coast. During extreme high tides and after winter storms, seas break against the rocks and force plumes of saltwater up to 50 feet skyward. It’s an impressive sight. (Copied from the website https://www.nature.org/ourinitiatives/regions/northamerica/unitedstates/florida/placesweprotect/blowing-rocks-preserve.xml?redirect=https-301)
We didn’t get to see a lot of big waves but it was still well worth the ride. A short walk through sea grape trees and you are there.
All photos copyright Toni Hooper 2017
The sun, giver of life force.
With gratitude and grace I accept this gift.