For the most part we were the only visitors exploring Bell’s Bend Park that damp, misty morning. The air was still and the surrounding silent. I think I saw one other person walking that morning, and we only shared a very brief and hushed, “Mornin.’” The sky was gray, very overcast…and by the time we left at the end of our outing, it began to rain.
The dull, overcast day provided me with an unusual photographic opportunity that I had not anticipated. I am seldom known for photographing in black and white, however this particular morning quietly ‘spoke to me’ in black and white.
And I listened.
The soundless whispers of nature guided me to see with different eyes.
Once I saw one, I keep looking for more.
Before I knew it, I had a whole collection.
Now that I’m home, I keep coming back and reflecting on these images. Looking. Thinking. Listening. I think they have something to say in their stark simplicity and winter ‘nakedness.’
“Nature will bear the closest inspection. She invites us to lay our eye level with her smallest leaf, and take an insect view of its plain.” ~ Henry David Thoreau
Contributed by Sue Henry