growing old, photography, seasons

Icy Moods

My fingers can still press camera buttons for a few minutes in moderately cold weather, if I wear thin gloves and either lean out a window or stand in a doorway.  Now and then, I can freeze a good visual moment in a winter day or night w/o freezing my fingers in the process.  It’s not just about getting images like these four.  It’s also about flipping the bird at the “winter of life” metaphor for old age.  Winter can be so beautiful.

Twigs and Shakes:

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Twigs and Pine Needles:

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Twigs and Trunks:

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Gold in the Cold:

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haiga, haiku, philosophy, photography, science

Two on Mortality in 3-5-3

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~ Mortality #1 ~
\ Emergent
\ from dancing atoms,
\ life is short.
~ Mortality #2 ~
\ Let’s live life
\ with defiant joy,
\ all the way.

Carpe Diem Haiku Kai … #1850 dried grass

“Dried grass” in the challenge comes from Basho’s last haiku, written as he was dying.  My response imagines him rallying to console his grieving companions.

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