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Nothing to fear


































Sometimes I go down to the lake shore at around dusk, the gloaming, the closing of the day. In that magical twilight time the light changes. As it becomes less intense it softens and warms the reeds, the land, the fresh water.

In that quiet space, there is nothing to fear.

I used to jump at sudden movements or rustling in the long grass. The smallest crawly thing would make me recoil and yelp. But just by being out there and observing on a daily basis, I have begun to feel safer in the world.

We still startle each other out there. Sometimes a heron will fly in to land near where I am sitting and vere off suddenly spotting me at the last moment. An ocasional fish will spookily rise to the surface and eyeball me. A flying beetle will land on my lap.

But startling is one thing and threatening is another. There is a peaceful living side by side underlying it all, it is mainly I who must be extra careful not to create too much of a disturbance.













14 comments:

  1. Beautiful pics of your roaming in the gloaming. There's a song about that I think!

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  2. Your pictures are just beautiful. The more we know of something, the less afraid we are..Happy Monday..Judy

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  3. So true as we enter nature to observe not to disturb...I too try to not be startled but coexist with nature...your gloaming is gorgeous!

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  4. That happened to me last night. I still jump every now and again but only because I don't want to get bit a rattlesnake:) Beautiful and clear shots of the water. Superbly done.

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  5. What can I "hear" from reading your post and looking at your beautiful pictures. Well, I hear what they call "the cry of the curlew" as he or she flies home in the evening. A haunting, but beautiful sound at dusk. Great post, C x

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  6. Beautiful photos and haunting words ... M x

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  7. Beautiful pics as ever. I usually startle other creatures like sheep (and their lambs at the moment, wild ducks or pheasants and rarely otters.
    Dumb question now - how do you post 'big' photos on Blogger? Mine all come out weeny even though I post them as 'large'.

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  8. I so love these images. Just beautiful.

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  9. These are great photos and wonderfully unique!

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  10. Amazing post. Thanks for sharing your evening with us.

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  11. My dog will go outside, even into the rain that he hates, to run in the half light of evening--a wild time of day. Lovely that you have grown comfortable with it and can photograph it so beautifully!

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  12. Such a beautiful post - your lake seems perfect!

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  13. Scrolling through your posts that I have missed . . . you (as an artist and naturalist, steward and environmentalist . . . ) do not disappoint . . . revealing a reverence and respect for nature and an inner depth of peace . . . you become as the beetle or the heron. In quiet times we can almost feel as though we are inside of nature instead of always seeing and feeling it from the outside. I imagine you are there. Your work is deep, inspirational and lovely. As ever a joy to visit. Thank you.

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