The Road to Fall-September 17, 2016

 

Found high up in the BC mountain ranges it was sort of like driving right through a postcard.  Traveling on this narrow road with mountain ranges all around and steep valleys far below you feel vulnerable and exhilarated at the same time. Clutching the wheel as the car rounds curve after curve but also a sense of freedom,  of letting go with each new twist and turn.

 The scars of the mountainside seem visible today. A rock slide that has scraped the mountain clean of all trees but left one standing alone to carry on and start its own forest again and purple blackened colour of burnt forests left to decay and rebuild themselves.   And peaks and valleys, peaks and valleys one after another, after another each one leaving me speechless in their beauty.

 Fall winds that pull the leaves from branches, they swirl and twist in a whirl of colour all around a sense of peace and amazement. How do you capture this? 

 The sun peeking out, it s rays hitting the intense yellow leaves in just the right way causing the leaves to shimmer like thousands of tiny lights twinkling and then the moment is gone 

 The smells of this fall road fill all your senses.   The amazing smell of decaying leaves, fires somewhere in the distance and the earthy smell that accompanies this early fall.

 The colours on this road, dark evergreen with patches of bright yellow. A natural quilt of colour through the forest back drop 

 So many moments of awe, magnificent, unbelievable, calm, excitement, joy, elation and respect for this great province, this earth

This road, this fall, this story 

Catherine

    

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How to capture the wind


How do capture the wind in a photo in an expression or even in words, how do I share the experience of this day?

 The amazing effect of the wind as it rustles through the forest. The sweet whispers the wind makes at it passes over the leaves. 

 How do you capture the smells that the wind carries along with it?  The early aroma of fallen leaves or a wood fire somewhere off in the distance conjuring of memories of a lifetime ago.

 I breathe deep trying to capture as much of the amazing smells as I can. And with each breath a deep exhale and brief pause about where we find ourselves in life.

 How to capture the look of the wind, the way the leaves appear to be reaching as they hang on with all their might to the tree that had given them birth. Or the new sapling that is bending over under the strain of the breeze as it passes over it. I wonder if will stand strong enough to sustain the coming winter and will grow tall alongside its siblings 

 How to capture the sheer joy, the sadness and the emotion that waves over me again and again with each new pulse of wind 

 My day, my wind,  my story …..

 Catherine

The draw of the ocean

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Watching the ocean hour of hour how quickly the time passes.  I thought it was mere minutes but realized I had lost track of time 

Mesmerizing ……..with each new gust of wind the patterns on the water change from calm to stormy…. from small ripples to large rolling waves . The ocean looks like a painter had a hand in its creative beauty with varying lines of colour.

Scanning looking from the shoreline then out to the horizon where mountain meets sea meets sky and then back to shore again.

In deep thoughts of what lies beneath the ocean that I see.  A family of otters, seals and their pups diving deep for the oceans bounty I have been blessed to witness and watch

A pod of orca fishing for food their spouts of water shooting up on the air, the echoing sound as they pause for a breath of air before diving down deep again  for their bounty beneath the sea .

All at arm’s length from my shore to my sea.

I will miss this place my summer get away. I will dream, I will plan and I will envision a life here one day for to dream it is to make it happen

Thank you for reading Live Love and Laugh

Catherine

 

Ocean Rocks- Relaxation Therapy

My fascination with ocean rocks may bore some, but can keep me fascinated for hours.

My attempt  at building  rock formations  fails  in comparison to most , but even my feeble attempts  bring me to a place of solace and calm as I  try to get one rock to connect to another. Teetering and close to falling but yet hanging on with a slight touch of my hand.

The elation when the rock structure holds and the big awe when they tumble down.

Searching for just the right rock in a seashore that is made up only of rocks is part the fun, just the right shape and size for the base of the structure, different weights and shapes, allow the minutes to pass over me like the waves hitting the shore. With each new find and new wave a little less stress and a lot more calm

I am amazed at how each rock holds a different colour , pattern or texture and how years and years of being tossed around in the salty ocean have formed what they have become and will become.

How different they look as the tide comes to take them away.  Now immersed in water their colours patterns and true personalities emerge.

Thousands and thousands of rocks each with their own story

And just as I finish my rock art,   a seal swims by, pops it head up to take a look at what I am convinced is admiration of my work

My therapy today
Thank you for reading as I journey through Life, Love and Laughter

Catherine

The Solo HIke

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Well it was more a walking/ hiking trail but it was certainly solo.

I much prefer NOT hiking alone but with everyone’s lives taking different twists and turns no one was available to come along so this one was on me

Hiking without a partner is different , it was less about enjoying the little things that most people miss on the trails, likes weird trees, snails and tree bark…. and more about self-awareness and positive affirmations

We are in bear country here and my only aversion to hiking alone is the Bears. With another human with you, you have someone to hide behind, someone to feed to them , someone to go get help while they are feeding on you and or simply someone to talk loudly with so you are not seen in the forests talking to yourself .

All kidding aside I believe in the law of attraction so I made a decision today to stop thinking of the Bears and to think only of cool, positive, self-supporting things.  Off we went on this short pretty shoreline / forest hike.

With no one to talk to I cranked up the music on my phone and opted to sing really loud. It was sort of liberating acting like I had the singing voice of an angel. And I can assure you no wild life would approach us after they heard my first few high notes. Even Maggie looked at me funny and I suspect I bit embarrassed.

I should have brought my heart monitor , I know my heart thumbing as I rounded each corner and I am not sure if the sweat coming off of me was due to hot flashes , the humidity or the adrenalin .

The longer I walked the more calm I became, perhaps the positive internal reinforcement was helping or it was John Denver singing Sweet Surrender https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sDl8c5dtqdk   , but I started to see things around me, I started to see nature….

So my first solo hike with Maggie and me was not so bad. My choice is to always hike with my friend but I now know I can go alone if I need to

Thank you for reading and being part of the journey

Catherine