Wednesday, February 5, 2014

A Wintry Touch To A Troubled Soul

You know those times where it is just "one of those days" and they seem to fall in line back to back? Just those times of being in a funk you can't explain or escape, no matter how much you try to analyze or fix it? I've been having one of those times. It seems to be chronic, for the time being.

How can you fix what you can't explain?

 I guess you can't really. I guess sometimes you just got to let it go. Because, and I'm not saying at all that this is a cure, I've discovered something beautiful about winter. I may hate the cold a bit, but actually getting out and feeling that freezing touch on my skin sure makes something feel real. And making myself walk for miles in the cold gave me a release that I would not give up for the world. I needed it. I need to hold on to what sanity I have left, and it has been evidence that nature really does take you out of yourself. Things do. They matter, just being what they are. Little marvels, surrounded by a touch of cold quiet. Perhaps the cold quiet was the sort I needed for my soul at the time. I hope you enjoy the photos.



bird colony
These sparrows seem to live in this bush. It's like a colony! So cute. Whenever you walk by you can just hear the bush buzzing with all the birds hopping about in it, as if they're dropping by each other's house. So cute.

birds in flight

birds in flight

birds in flight

male house sparrow

winter sparrow pic

flower silhouette
winter prairie flowers
These are actually just the pod casings, but they nonetheless look beautiful. 

winter prairie flowers

prairie grass pic
It's not a mistake that so my portrayals of peace and quiet feature grass blowing in the wind.

prairie skies

prairie grass pic

prairie grass pic

prairie grass pic
Isn't the color interesting? It's a pity I don't take the time to observe things more closely.
prairie dog hole
Took me forever to realize what these holes were. At first, I thought the maintenance men around the area were doing work, but something was weird. Then I realized the mounds of turned dirt were too perfect. I realized they were being formed from beneath--so I thought moles. But then, recently, I realized these mounds are connected! "Oh duh--it's a prairie dog colony!" And by the way, prairie dogs are ADORABLE.
hawk watching
I tried to chase this rascal down, discreetly. But my camera was getting jacked up on me, and the punk kept moving. At first I was going to give up, then as I walked along I couldn't help by try again. He flew away. The punk. Am I EVER going to get a good closeup? Has made me decide to invest in a better camera if I'm lucky and get the summer job I got last year.

strange berry bush
Aren't these beautiful? I never realized they grew along the road to the far side. It took chasing down a hawk to actually notice them. How interesting!

strange berry pic
strange berry bush

strange berry bush
The deeper part of bush was so craggy and dark, it was interesting. I took pictures to use as inspirations for illustrations for a children's story I've been working on for a long time. The hero is a mouse named Pittikin Wooling. I've thought of also using the prairie dogs colony and the birds' bush as inspiration as well. Too cute and interesting to pass up.

glass shards
This tree has been there for as long as I remember. Although I don't appreciate littering, sometimes seeing bits of things someone has left behind is intriguing. I can just imagine them sitting there, against the tree, looking over the fields.  

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