You have found your new bliss and it’s not nearly as hard on your body as running 😊
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That is so true. Thank you Ray.
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the sentinel
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I had to look that up. Yes.
a soldier or guard whose job is to stand and keep watch.
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Were you sleeping and floating in dreamland when you took this picture of the Egret?
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I was!
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And a glorious Saturday to you too, David
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Yes….You too Dale.
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Thank you, kind sir. Not too hot – yet…
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How could I forget. Sun beaming down on metal. Hmmm. Here’s to a gentle breeze coming your way.
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Actually, no. I’m under the new terrace made of concrete… Sun barely makes it to me but it’s still very hot though not too bad today
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Such beautiful colors, but I’m reminded of the saying:
“Red sky at night, sailor’s delight. Red sky in morning, sailor’s warning”
I hope it’s not true… 🙂
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Let’s hope not Jim.
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Beautiful way to begin your morning and to begin my morning. Stunning photos! I can feel the serenity. Thank you for sharing.
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It was. Thank you Erica.
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Reblogged this on It Is What It Is and commented:
Always breathtaking … “Daybreak. Egret. 4:57 & 4:59 am. June 27, 2020.”
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I want to release my hold on gravity to merge seamlessly into your photo.
I want to float effortlessly on the calm waters.
Sign soundlessly with each in and out breath of the egret.
Breathe deeply in the liminal spaces between light and dark, day and night, cloud and sky.
Thank you for this morning wonder and wander David.
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Beautiful. Thank you Louise
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I took a mini video at 05.35am this morning. Staying with friends. A short thunderstorm drumming on the roof window. I opened the door to the balcony and pushed on camera button. Eerie light, clouds, and birds singing their soft wake-up song. Wd have liked to send it to you for this magic post .
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Would have loved to have seen it.
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Such a lovely image! So, it’s your work, David, not your son’s! A family of artists…Yes, like a sentinel looking out over the horizon. That mysterious pink light (red sky in the morning) can indicate rain…and we need it here in NJ…maybe you do also in CT. All good, just wet.
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Yes Valerie. We’ve had a bit of rain today but it’s much needed. Have a good weekend.
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These gorgeous images brought to mind a poem by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow called ‘Daybreak.’
A wind came up out of the sea,
And said, “O mists, make room for me.”
It hailed the ships, and cried, “Sail on,
Ye mariners, the night is gone.”
And hurried landward far away,
Crying, “Awake! it is the day.”
It said unto the forest, “Shout!
Hang all your leafy banners out!”
It touched the wood-bird’s folded wing,
And said, “O bird, awake and sing.”
And o’er the farms, “O chanticleer,
Your clarion blow; the day is near.”
It whispered to the fields of corn,
“Bow down, and hail the coming morn.”
It shouted through the belfry-tower,
“Awake, O bell! proclaim the hour.”
It crossed the churchyard with a sigh,
And said, “Not yet! in quiet lie.”
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Oooo, love that. Thanks for sharing Lori
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Thank you Lori. A beautiful match to Dave,s …..
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Oh my… a fabulous pause at day break. Thank for being a witness David 💛
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Thank you Val.
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Beautiful stillness Dave.:)
‘When everything that ticked – has stopped –
And space stares – all around –
Or Grisly frosts – first Autumn morns,
Repeal the Beating Ground’ –
It was not Death, for I stood up” by Emily Dickinson
Gently breathtaking.
You have found your new bliss and it’s not nearly as hard on your body as running 😊
That is so true. Thank you Ray.
the sentinel
I had to look that up. Yes.
a soldier or guard whose job is to stand and keep watch.
Were you sleeping and floating in dreamland when you took this picture of the Egret?
I was!
And a glorious Saturday to you too, David
Yes….You too Dale.
Thank you, kind sir. Not too hot – yet…
How could I forget. Sun beaming down on metal. Hmmm. Here’s to a gentle breeze coming your way.
Actually, no. I’m under the new terrace made of concrete… Sun barely makes it to me but it’s still very hot though not too bad today
Such beautiful colors, but I’m reminded of the saying:
“Red sky at night, sailor’s delight. Red sky in morning, sailor’s warning”
I hope it’s not true… 🙂
Let’s hope not Jim.
Beautiful way to begin your morning and to begin my morning. Stunning photos! I can feel the serenity. Thank you for sharing.
It was. Thank you Erica.
Reblogged this on It Is What It Is and commented:
Always breathtaking … “Daybreak. Egret. 4:57 & 4:59 am. June 27, 2020.”
I want to release my hold on gravity to merge seamlessly into your photo.
I want to float effortlessly on the calm waters.
Sign soundlessly with each in and out breath of the egret.
Breathe deeply in the liminal spaces between light and dark, day and night, cloud and sky.
Thank you for this morning wonder and wander David.
Beautiful. Thank you Louise
I took a mini video at 05.35am this morning. Staying with friends. A short thunderstorm drumming on the roof window. I opened the door to the balcony and pushed on camera button. Eerie light, clouds, and birds singing their soft wake-up song. Wd have liked to send it to you for this magic post .
Would have loved to have seen it.
Such a lovely image! So, it’s your work, David, not your son’s! A family of artists…Yes, like a sentinel looking out over the horizon. That mysterious pink light (red sky in the morning) can indicate rain…and we need it here in NJ…maybe you do also in CT. All good, just wet.
Yes Valerie. We’ve had a bit of rain today but it’s much needed. Have a good weekend.
These gorgeous images brought to mind a poem by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow called ‘Daybreak.’
A wind came up out of the sea,
And said, “O mists, make room for me.”
It hailed the ships, and cried, “Sail on,
Ye mariners, the night is gone.”
And hurried landward far away,
Crying, “Awake! it is the day.”
It said unto the forest, “Shout!
Hang all your leafy banners out!”
It touched the wood-bird’s folded wing,
And said, “O bird, awake and sing.”
And o’er the farms, “O chanticleer,
Your clarion blow; the day is near.”
It whispered to the fields of corn,
“Bow down, and hail the coming morn.”
It shouted through the belfry-tower,
“Awake, O bell! proclaim the hour.”
It crossed the churchyard with a sigh,
And said, “Not yet! in quiet lie.”
Oooo, love that. Thanks for sharing Lori
Thank you Lori. A beautiful match to Dave,s …..
Oh my… a fabulous pause at day break. Thank for being a witness David 💛
Thank you Val.
Beautiful stillness Dave.:)
‘When everything that ticked – has stopped –
And space stares – all around –
Or Grisly frosts – first Autumn morns,
Repeal the Beating Ground’ –
It was not Death, for I stood up” by Emily Dickinson
Beautiful. Thanks Karen.
Beautiful!!!
Thank you!
Fantastic shot!
Thanks!