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Welcome to my photo journal blog! Here are my first drafts of poetry & prose inspired by my nature photos fresh and #NewThisDay

#NewThisDay Writing From My Photo Stream

I only went out for a walk
and finally concluded
to stay out till sundown,
for going out, I found,
was really going in.
— ― John Muir, John of the Mountains: The Unpublished Journals of John Muir

What happened is, I got out of bed. Put on my hiking boots, ski jacket, gloves. There was disturbing news on the radio - missiles and wreckage - but I didn't turn it on. There was disturbing news in my mind and I couldn't turn it off. Even though I had decided when I woke up how I was going to solve a problem - drop a missile on it – the problem wouldn't shut up - it didn't want to be punished like that. It wasn't a spectacular sunrise, at least, there were lots of purple clouds over the mountains, and gray light. A few of the trees had buds. The sugar maples, ages old, leaking sap into taps. I was listening, there were some birds making noise. Pretty soon the problem started singing. Then I listened to that for awhile - it's hard to solve a problem with a missile when it's singing to you in the woods. 

 

All photos and text copyright Kelly DuMar 2017 unless otherwise attributed