Licht Years

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Category Archives: autumn

Assessment

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“Life is maybe like deep-sea fishing. We wake up in the morning, we cast our nets into the water, and, if we are lucky, at day’s end we will have netted one– maybe two– small fish. Occasionally we will net a seahorse or sometimes a shark– or a life preserver or an iceberg, or a monster. And in our dreams at night we assess our Catch of the Day– the treasures of this long, slow process of accumulation”

~ Douglas Coupland

Random stuff:

Autumn seems to be taking it’s time this year.  The color is arriving bit by bit, the weather fluctuates from crisp to summer-like.

I am taking my daily walks around town lately as opposed to our woodland trails. It’s hunting season and I’m not fond of the sound of gunshots.

I’ve always been attracted to the culture of small towns. Thinking I may set my focus on small scenes and vignettes of life downtown.

Staging and creating still life images has always been fun but lately I’m striving for authenticity. THIS POST by my friend Shawna inspired me.

Traveling a bit soon, to Washington DC, then on to North Carolina. My son, Andy is getting married next month. Very excited to welcome Lilian to our family.  So looking forward to having a daughter-in-law.

 

I’d like to thank Rural Magazine for inviting me to share in their Fall Issue.  Have a look if you’d like..

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autumn blew in

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sometimes my head spins from all the talk, the words,
the philosophy, the advice, the sermons..
sometimes I just want to get lost in photos

and that is all.

“To say it was a beautiful day..

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would not begin to explain it. It was that day when the end of summer intersects perfectly with the start of fall.”

~ Ann Patchett

November’s last hurrah

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..and some Thanksgiving shenanigans

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sweater weather

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Each day you didn’t enjoy wasn’t yours:
You just got through it. Whatever you live
Without enjoying, you don’t live.
You don’t have to love or drink or smile.
The sun’s reflection in a puddle o water
Is enough, if it pleases you.
Happy those who, placing their delight
In slight things, are never deprived
Of each day’s natural fortune!

~ Ricardo Reis

visits to local farms (meeting a lovely Facebook contact , blogger and fellow photographer for the first time.  She recently wrote the most amazing post to her grandchildren), hiking in the woods, friends around a campfire and lots of comfort food.

the fall color was spotty and slow in arriving, perhaps due to the drought. But now it’s finally starting to pop.

listening to old Joni Mitchell albums fills me with melancholy and memories. Yes, I said albums…I am of that age.

falling in love with this photographer’s work. I discovered him through a friend. His images are poetry and his book – “Small Things in Silence” is a treasure.

And speaking of poetry..a beautiful and inspiring post by my gifted friend, Gigi.                    Of Worms and Wings and Other Sacred, Ordinary Things

Just received a date for our “John Singer Sargent Styled Shoot” exhibit. January 25th at The Bradley Estate. Perfect time as it will coincide with Sargent’s birthday month and an exhibit of his paintings at The Jewish Museum in NYC.  Interesting article here.  Will share more details soon.

and lastly, my nightly read  –

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by Molly Peacock.  Full of inspiration.  Nice to think that one can blossom late in life.

 I hold onto that hope.

Anyone who keeps the ability to see beauty never grows old. ~ Kafka