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Fruits of the Season

I had the honor of attending a beautiful wedding this weekend and taking some photos.  One of my favorite images taken — aside from the happy people — was of the wedding cake.  I don’t know the full story behind its creation, but the end result was spectacular.  Soft white creamy goodness topped by the rich dark fruits of the season.

Autumn Light

Okay, I’m rushing time just a bit.  The pre-autumn light is bringing out beautiful colors.  I took these photos by the Charles River today.

“Water is a living thing, hence its form is deep and quiet, or soft and smooth, or broad and ocean-like, or thick like flesh, or circling like wings, or jetting and slender, rapid and violent like an arrow, rich as a fountain flowing afar, making waterfalls, weaving mists upon the sky, or running down into the earth where fishermen lie at ease.”

Images by Cynthia Staples (of the Charles River)

Words by Chinese landscape painter Kuo Hsi

Light Dancing on the Charles

Pure Reflection

In an earlier post, I asked what is this image.

Here’s another related image.

So, what’s happening here?  Those of you who guessed anything to do with light and water were right on the money.  What you see in these images is pure reflection.  As I was walking along Boston Harbor the other day, I looked into the water and saw this:

This building was being reflected in the harbor waters.

As it was reflected in the water, it’s regular lines were distorted by surface ripples.

Luckily, I had my camera set to black and white.  And then at the end, I switched back to color.

Through the following poem and her images, guest contributor Molly J. Anderson-Childers, illuminates the magic and beauty of one of this country’s most significant and mysterious archaeological sites, Chaco Canyon.  Enjoy!

Chaco Canyon Love Song

The ancient stones speak to me,

Calling me home

This sacred place, so alive in its silence

Red rock and bluebird skies

Blooming sage on the West wind

Indian paintbrush, sunset-hued,

Fills the desert air with sweet intoxication

Desire blooms there too.

My lover undresses inside a fortress of aged sandstone

So warm in the sun

We make love to the old rhythms, with wild abandon

Clouds wash over the sky, waves in a distant sea

We are cleansed, made holy by rain

O my love, fly with me as the raven flies

Circling on night’s wings

Crumbling walls, still strong

Only worn by time, they curve and bow outwards crazily

Walk a thin cobbled path to the kivas

Feel the perfect curve of the underground walls with your eye

Look down into the past

Hear the blood-drums pounding, the voices raised in song

An ancient celebration of life

The full moon, first fruits of harvest

Share their joy and wonder

Envy these ancient ones their mysteries , unexplained by cold science

They worship the Cloud-Goddess, praying for rain

The deer their sister; the jack-rabbit their brother

The raven, a wise and trusted friend.

The deer, gentle, wide-eyed, steps lightly upon the fragile soil

She can run all day for the joy of wind in her face.

The raven, queen of the desert, surveys her domain from on high.

The jack-rabbit nestles into his warm hole with seven brothers

They snuggle underground, far from harm

Sleeping soundly in the earth‘s embrace, dreaming rabbit dreams

All in this holy place.

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Dedication:

This poem is dedicated to my husband Charles, the man who first introduced me to the wonders of Chaco Canyon and the ancient ruins there.

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Molly Anderson-Childers is a writer, artist, and creativity consultant.  Her work has appeared in print publications, both locally and nationally, including Images, Edible San Juan Mountains, The Durango Telegraph, newWitch, and Southwest Colorado Arts Perspective.  This poem was originally published in the anthology, Eternal Portraits, in 2006, with the work of other poets from all over the nation.  You can find her work published on numerous sites online- www.creativity-portal.com , www.thepaganarts.com , www.ediblesanjuanmountains.com, and www.hank-englisheducation.blogspot.com, to name a few.  She also publishes two blogs, www.stealingplums/blogspot.com and www.addictivefiction.blogspot.com .  She is currently working on her first novel, Stealing Plums.

What is this image?

I took it today in downtown Boston.  It is an unaltered image.  All I did was point and shoot.  Can you guess what I photographed?

Weathered

Brazilian Cucumbers

Heirloom Tomatoes

Leek Leaves

Colorful Abstraction