This morning as the thermometer dipped into the high teens, I went outside to walk the dogs..I prefer owning dogs only in the spring and summer, but unfortunaltely I have to keep them in fall and winter in order to maintain a relationship with them. The sun had risen above Lone Mountain, and the wind was blowing pretty strong in the pines behind the house. There were birds trying to fly against the wind. Their efforts were thwarted as they turned around and rerouted their courses. Even though we have only had two days of winter this month, I decided that was more than I want.
Don't get me wrong, Tennessee is a nice place to live. I've been here a long time, and probably will be here a little while longer. Questions of relocation through my head, not only because I love to travel, but because when we have winter, it is too cold for me. 70 degrees on Monday, and 20 on Saturday..if you don't like the weather in Tennessee , just wait until tomorrow. We have a summer that is too hot for most (not me, I love the heat!) and a winter that is cold and blustery (usually) but produces no snow (usually). Still our winter is a bleak, dreary bunch of days that we spend wishing for flowers and green.
To be a photographer in a bleak world you have to seek out the details. God has given us these details if we only pay attention.
Then he has provided the southeast corner of Tennessee many lakes and rivers. The opportunities to photograph become much better on a cool winter morning, with a fog rising from the water.
Now as the sun is setting and the frigid temperatures are returning, I'm reminded of the brightness of the winter sun..in it is a promise of spring and summer..the shadows are long and the air is cold, but the clear blue skies give you the most beautiful sunsets..
this is what God's day of rest is to me..a day to revive my spirituality and my beliefs.