Walking along a beach and having a look behind me to see the rising sun made me realize that those who say one should never look back are wrong. Looking back is the only way to realize how far you've come. The path you've taken and every misstep along the way has brought you to where you are now. Enjoy the journey and look forward to what lies ahead, but...
A wind swept white pine is silhouetted by the setting sun in the background.
This picture has often been compared to the paintings of the Group of Seven, a groups of landscape painters who painted the very landscapes similar to the one featured here.
Sometimes plants on land mirror those under water, as is the case with this flower.
The disk floret buds seem to be protectors of something hidden inside the receptacle of the flower.
The spectacular yellow leaves of maple trees in fall backlit by the sun.
They become martyrs for their kind, a whispered topic of talk carried in the breeze amongst trees in forests everywhere. To these, the few, the last fallen, I pay tribute. Frozen in time, preserved ’til thaw, the Legends of the Fall.