Sleeping In The Forest by Mary Oliver
I thought the earth remembered me,
She took me back so tenderly
Arranging her skirts
Her pockets full of lichens and seeds.
I slept as never before
A stone on the riverbed,
Nothing between me and the white fire of the stars,
But my thoughts.
And they floated light as moths
Among the branches of the perfect trees.
All night I heard the small kingdoms
Breathing around me.
The insects and the birds
Who do their work in darkness.
All night I rose and fell,
As if water, grappling with luminous doom.
By morning I had vanished at least a dozen times
Into something better.
Welcome to a brand NEW blog circle. It is my first time participating in one (which is hard for me to believe).
Into Something Better is a chance for me to encourage my children to take on new outdoor adventures and limit their screen time in return, all while giving me the opportunity to create some freelensed images of our time together in nature. If you are new to freelensing, it is also called the "poor man's tilt shift". The lens is actually removed from the camera body, just ever so slightly to manual focus. The effect it creates is a dreamy and often completely out of focus image. There in the letting go of perfection, you can focus on color, subject and composition. It is one of my favorite ways to dull the boredom in my everyday shooting.
We will be 100% screen free in my home this summer with both of my boys ages 1.5 and 6, so I expect many adventures to come (and plenty of crazy).
My first series of images is from a scorching hot day last week. It was the 3rd day home from school with a nasty cold, and we were dying to get out of the house. I drove a few blocks down the road to a semi shaded pond that supports many animals on and around it. We brought along rice cakes and cat food to feed the ducks and Canadian geese. They hated our treats, and ignored us immediately. Then, out of the murky water came a few dozen water turtles. A few of the braver and larger ones came right up on shore to eat the cat food that we had tossed out for the birds. My kids and I laughed hysterically when a gaggle of goslings (say that 5 times fast) came hauling ass across the pond and running straight for us. Their poor parents couldn't even keep up with them, and I sighed in solidarity. My children were in awe of this surprise visit, and begged me to return to see the turtles again someday.
Please continue following along the circle with the fabulous Beth Urban in Frederick, MD.