Nature’s magnificence…

and coming back.

DSC_0446-Edit-2-Edit-3I wish that all of nature’s magnificence, the emotion of the land, the living energy of the place could be photographed.

Annie Leibovitz

This week has been a reminder of and an eye-opener to the scars that we bear.

This stand of trees still soars majestically skyward but bore not the brightly colored leaves of autumn, only blackened trunks and open wounds from the Kenow fire that swept through last year.

I find myself listening more and looking beyond the outer shells.

I find myself more willing to speak openly and wonder if that energy is being felt.

I find myself coming back.

Waiting and wondering…

if the rain will ever come.

DSC_1425No water, no life. No blue, no green.

Sylvia Earle

Summer draws to a close and seemingly everywhere the skies are filled with smoke from forest fires. Views like this one are fleeting, more often the mountains are hidden under a veil of smoke and ash.

Today more than everĀ it’s (almost always) about the water.