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Weekly Photo Challenge: The Enveloped, Please!
What does “enveloped” mean to you? Signed, sealed, delivered, secure, safe, covered. A wonderful environment for inner growth; a wonderful place from which to emerge. Staying enveloped indefinitely is not my idea of living, though. The thrill of ripping open that seal and discovering the treasure inside is life revealed and reveled in!
Enveloped
Mother’s Day Gift
My mother’s day gift was an afternoon of appetizing art. We had a blast! Thanks, Sooz!
Nerd Love to All Mothers!
Steve just happened to stumble upon this YouTube clip, and it is now my Favorite Mother’s Day Song! (click on the link below to listen and laugh)
Biologist’s Mothers’ Day Song
Celebrate the nature and nurture that brought you into this incredible world! Have a great day, everyone!
Weekly Photo Challenge: Forces of Nature
In the Wisconsin woodlands, the force of Nature in Springtime is GROWTH!
Plants that have lain dormant for months have an incredible urge to surge and unfurl. You can see greening in a matter of hours, really. The wildflowers on the forest floor have a limited opportunity to pop up and take in the sunshine before the canopy leaves provide too much shade. Early May is the best time to see woodland wildflowers in bloom.
Trout lily
Anemones
A wildflower is an inspirational force of nature. You may think they are delicate and fragile, and they are, being ephemerals. But they are also survivors. They are perennials uniquely adapted to their habitat. They do not require any tending, care, watering, pruning, pampering or husbandry to blaze up every year with the desire to GROW. I like to think of them as my ‘spirit flowers’. I’ve been a widow and single mother of 4 for 7 years; I am a woman with a fierce desire to grow and sustain my life and my kids’ in the most natural way I can. My kids are grown and living independently from me now, and we are each beautiful illustrations of the fragility and tenacity of life. Yes, we are WILDFLOWERS in many ways.
Happy Mother’s Day to all mothers and nurturers of life who recognize the force and the freedom of growth in themselves and in others!
Weekly Photo Challenge: The Motion of the Ocean
Initially, this challenge had me stumped. I primarily photograph nature in still life. I’m a very calm person, not enthralled by activity and speed. Movement is, however, the way of the Life…but I generally see it in a larger, slower context. How does the Earth move? In myriad ways at varying paces, constantly, glacially, and in the beat of a hummingbird’s wings. How have I photographed movement in Nature? In water – falling and surging, as well as frozen. Last September, I had the opportunity to revisit the Pacific Ocean. It is constantly in motion, yet can appear stationary in a landscape photograph when spread out to the horizon. Its dynamic nature is more readily apparent at its edges, and that’s where I aimed my lens.
I recently discovered some really dramatic ocean photography in the work of Ray Collins. Visit his website here to be really swept up in the motion of the ocean!
Weekly Photo Challenge: Early Bird Curiosity Eclipsing Fear
There is something in me that craves a sunrise. I’ve known this for a long time. It’s an exhilarating feeling, a feeling of adventure, of anticipation, of freedom. Perhaps it’s because getting up early means you have a special mission…to board a plane or set off on a journey or explore a new day. I think I first experienced this adventurous feeling when my sister and I set off cross-country on a road trip when she was 20 and I was 16. She was going back to college in Ohio in her newly purchased car. We set off from our home in California, and I was along for company. Unfortunately, we never made it to Ohio because we crashed in Nebraska and she was killed. That rather put a damper on my adventurous spirit for quite a while. But I recently discovered that I still love a road trip even though I can never put disaster completely out of my mind. Learning to embrace that perceived conflict, that life is exciting and wonderful and not entirely safe all at the same time, has been a great journey in itself.
Sunrise in Kansas on my most recent road trip
It’s like the feeling I get when I’m camping ‘far from civilization’. The nights seem very dark and very long as I lie awake in a tent with howling winds or other unidentified sounds surrounding me. I feel aware and a bit afraid and very alive. When the sun begins to rise, I feel eager to rush outside and see the light dawn on all those things that felt so mysterious and vaguely threatening. I realize then that a sense of curiosity is eclipsing my fear. That is what I want to develop more and more. Perhaps that’s a return to childhood; perhaps that’s what maturity is.
Early morning frost on the tent in New Mexico – same trip
Weekly Photo Challenge: Afloat, temporarily
Afloat: borne on the water, free of difficulties.
Not exactly the same as ‘adrift’. You can be anxious, being adrift, afraid you’ve lost your bearings, veered off course, or abandoned your purpose. Afloat is the feeling of being supported gently, effortlessly. It’s a kind of dreamy state, I think. Last year, the day after my birthday, I treated myself to a sail on the Denis Sullivan, a facsimile of a 19th century lake vessel owned by the museum where I worked at the time. The day was completely calm and foggy.
There was a very quiet, gentleness to the water. It was very relaxing. The crew still went through the activities of raising the sails, and we helped (a little), but mostly hung around idle.
It’s nice to be afloat, but I wouldn’t want to do it every day. I like being engaged in a stimulating effort to take responsibility for myself in my life. I don’t want to expect an easy ride, and I don’t want to complain or blame some other entity for not supporting me. I appreciate resources, but I don’t feel entitled to them, and I’m very willing to go without a lot of things. I think this attitude is very simple and useful.
© 2015, essay and photographs, Priscilla Galasso, All rights reserved
Weekly Photo Challenge: A Merciful Blur
“It’s all a merciful blur…” is one of my mother’s signature responses. (from a description of 10 Silly Sayings that characterize her 80-year-old personality, from THIS POST) Blurring can be a good coping skill. It can be a result of too little sleep, too much crying, too much alcohol, or too much fantasy. That’s not necessarily a bad thing, now and again. Softening edges can be useful when you’re feeling scraped and bruised. But it’s only temporary, for me. I really want to live my life in clear focus, as aware as I can be, facing reality. Consequently, I doubt I’ve kept many blurry photos. Here’s one I took yesterday…
…and here’s one I took from the passenger’s seat on I-94. I was trying to imitate Karen McRae from “draw and shoot”. Her art is superb (which explains why she’s got almost 15,000 followers!).
What I mostly get are blurry photos of people who don’t stay still…
…or places that are poorly lit.
It is a challenge to develop the appropriately artistic “merciful blur”, to be used in scary situations (like on the Jersey turnpike?). Still working on it…
Folly
“Just when you think you’ve got a ‘fool-proof’ solution…..they build a better fool.”
“They say happiness is the folly of fools; pity poor me, one of the fools.” – from Scrooge the musical
Have you got any pictures of foolishness?
scillagrace 
