We live in a precarious world that is plagued with much violence,
anger, a lot of downright hatred. Sometimes it’s best we all remember
to be grateful for all those little moments of joy that God provides
for us. It is much easier to complain (I do my share of that) than it
is to give thanks. I will proudly confess that I do my share of that
as well, every day of my life.

I am not speaking of going through life with our eyes closed. Every
new day is however a blessing, but without recognition it is
pointless.

The peace of wild things by Wendell Berry

When despair grows in me
and I wake in the middle of the night at the least sound
in fear of what my life and my children’s lives may be,
I go and lie down where the wood drake
rests in his beauty on the water, and the great heron feeds.
I come into the peace of wild things
who do not tax their lives with forethought
of grief. I come into the presence of still water.
And I feel above me the day-blind stars
waiting for their light. For a time
I rest in the grace of the world, and am free.

Virtually all “types” of images from the natural world aid me in the
feelings of both peace and freedom.

Let’s take a look at three superb images from three fine image makers.

I know not what sort of toads these are. I do know that Govindraj
always makes great images.

Take note, in the toad\frog world the females are generally larger
than the males.

Patagonia is a land of mood and atmosphere. I wish I would have made
it there just once.

This powerful image was artfully captured by Noel Casaje.

Such an ethereal image for such dramatic action. Usually you get one
or the other.

Michael Purcell created this spectacular photo of Snowy Egrets.

Sometimes I hesitate to display my own antiquated images with the
current work of fine photographers, but it “is what it is” and I will
always enjoy sharing my photographic vision with others.

Today’s images from me are an eclectic group, selected with zero rhyme
or reason. I “almost” throw some darts at a wall of images and take
what I get when I share these varied sorts of pictures.

Photography tends to provide peace to me, even if the subject doesn’t
exactly say peace.

Old log and morning frost.

A Pica at over 14,000 feet, gathering its winter cache of food in the
Colorado Rockies.

Not snow.

Graphically pure, White Sands New Mexico

American White pelicans taking off just after sunrise. Wisconsin.

There is no better place to find peace than in the Natural World.

Below John shares Words from the Holy Spirit. Those Words are speaking
of the flawed world that man has created, which has been overcome.

John 16:33
These things I have spoken unto you, that in me ye might have peace.
In the world ye shall have tribulation: but be of good cheer; I have
overcome the world.

God Bless,
Wayne