northern overlook
winter becomes spring and
summer becomes fall
autumn forest pond
pierce cedar creek institute
two trees talking
boardwalk
summer lake trees
prairie Grass
fall and Winter at Aurohn Lake
spring and summer at aurohn lake
dancing tree
brewster lake shoreline
forest in spring
eye of the forest
cedar creek wetland, fall
the world is a forest
boardwalk
See Mary’s post, and Bob’s post on these pictures…
fall boardwalk
A Walk Through Fall (With Winter Waiting)
Fall is sometimes like a quick walk through a wedding arch – glorious but brief. And winter, with its silent gestating pearls lies just beyond.
When walking through, you can almost hear the sounds of fall, tonal colors, silent yet loud, celebrating an unlikely marriage between the opposites of summer and winter. When they stay together, the most vivid conversation lights up the skies.
To know fall, walk up to this boardwalk barefoot, like a true bride of nature, kissing the earth. It might respond, if you are that close, within breathing distance. Bugs are away, tending quiet business, leaving the floor to you. Mary (related blog post)
cedar creek wetland
cedar creek looking west
Brewster Lake Looking East
brewster Lake Looking West
Escape of time
Whenever I walk into Pierce Cedar Creek Institute, I am always drawn to the extensive and beautiful collection of historic clocks from around the United States. I always wonder – there must be a relationship here, but what is it and what would it look like? The clocks in this nature setting are already a bit surreal, but how to create meaning from this unique juxtaposition became intriguing. I felt that a surrealist photo could best relate these two elements, and a clock floating in Cedar Creek suddenly seemed “normal”. Since I have always loved surrealism, this photo is likely my favorite. But without Bob’s skill in superimposing images, this photo would not have been possible. As with most of our photos, this was truly a joint creation. I’ll leave it to the viewer to ponder the delicate mysteries of the photo itself. –Mary
