#12 winter solstice 2014

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I try to vary my evening walk, but most days my dog prefers the same route. For years I have tried to train myself to see these habitual paths with the eye of a world traveler--a new, and exotic meander. We view the same pastures and I find as the sun drops low in the sky I am drawn to photograph a similar cow in silhouette. It's as if I have never seen that sky, that field, or that particular bovine stance.

12 winter 14.jpgTo the attentive eye,

each moment of the year

has its own beauty,

and in the same field,

it beholds,

every hour,

a picture which was never seen before,

and which shall never be seen again.

-- Ralph Waldon Emerson, from Nature: Addresses and Lectures (1849)

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