"The real voyage of discovery consists not in seeking new landscapes, but in having new eyes." Marcel Proust
I drive to work Monday through Friday and usually take the same route everyday. I pass a small lake that is outlined by homes and a park. There is nothing extraordinary about this lake and I have never really paid much attention to it. I have noticed when there was a hard rain and it would flow out of it's banks, or if geese had flown in, and where floating along the lake's surface or sunning themselves along it's banks.
As I drove to work today I was thinking if only I lived near the ocean, I could go to the beach. A picture a day would come easy, because I love the ocean. The ocean speaks to me like nothing else can. When I'm on a beach I sometimes close my eyes and imagine the voice of the ocean to be that of God's. For when the waves are small, drifting in and gently out; He speaks softly to me and soothes my soul. Sometimes the waves crash onto the beach and thunderously rush back to the ocean; just as His voice resonates within me and I am made aware of His majesty. There is always beauty to be seen in the ocean, and heard.
This morning as I stopped at the intersection that faces the lake, I saw the lake, as if for the first time. Although it's not the ocean, it has a tranquil beauty all it's own. The reflection of the cloudy sky and color drenched trees on the lake seemed to beckon me; and I realized I was seeing it as I had never seen it before.
I stopped tonight on my way home. It was the first time I have ever pulled into the parking lot and gotten out of my car, just to take in and enjoy the beauty of this lake. Camera in hand, I approached it's bank and heard a small lapping of the water from the breeze. Funny how my new camera and a 365 day project has changed my perspective. I'm seeing things through the lens of a camera and finding beauty I hadn't noticed before. And the lapping of the water? I think it was God's way of reminding me He speaks in the ordinary things of life. I don't need an ocean for inspiration, I need only to look around me, with new eyes.
I couldn't decide which one of these I like the best. The one above is "softer". The one below I like except for the leaves that are too light. Still using auto. Maybe I should have shot a few more angles.
I drive to work Monday through Friday and usually take the same route everyday. I pass a small lake that is outlined by homes and a park. There is nothing extraordinary about this lake and I have never really paid much attention to it. I have noticed when there was a hard rain and it would flow out of it's banks, or if geese had flown in, and where floating along the lake's surface or sunning themselves along it's banks.
As I drove to work today I was thinking if only I lived near the ocean, I could go to the beach. A picture a day would come easy, because I love the ocean. The ocean speaks to me like nothing else can. When I'm on a beach I sometimes close my eyes and imagine the voice of the ocean to be that of God's. For when the waves are small, drifting in and gently out; He speaks softly to me and soothes my soul. Sometimes the waves crash onto the beach and thunderously rush back to the ocean; just as His voice resonates within me and I am made aware of His majesty. There is always beauty to be seen in the ocean, and heard.
This morning as I stopped at the intersection that faces the lake, I saw the lake, as if for the first time. Although it's not the ocean, it has a tranquil beauty all it's own. The reflection of the cloudy sky and color drenched trees on the lake seemed to beckon me; and I realized I was seeing it as I had never seen it before.
I stopped tonight on my way home. It was the first time I have ever pulled into the parking lot and gotten out of my car, just to take in and enjoy the beauty of this lake. Camera in hand, I approached it's bank and heard a small lapping of the water from the breeze. Funny how my new camera and a 365 day project has changed my perspective. I'm seeing things through the lens of a camera and finding beauty I hadn't noticed before. And the lapping of the water? I think it was God's way of reminding me He speaks in the ordinary things of life. I don't need an ocean for inspiration, I need only to look around me, with new eyes.
