“The moment one gives close attention to anything,
“even a blade of grass, it becomes a mysterious, awesome, indescribably magnificent world in itself.” — Henry Miller * * * Photo by Mary O’Connor © 2014
“even a blade of grass, it becomes a mysterious, awesome, indescribably magnificent world in itself.” — Henry Miller * * * Photo by Mary O’Connor © 2014
“I leave it with great reluctance, unless it is to reach for another, higher one.” — Gustav Mahler At 1,815 ft/553.33 m, the CN Tower is the tallest free-standing structure in the Western Hemisphere and a signature icon of the Toronto, Canada skyline. With 1,776 steps to reach the main deck level, and another 2,579 to the … More “When I have reached a summit,
“to come into its own fullness of being, as a tree comes into full blossom, or a bird into spring beauty, or a tiger into lustre.” — D.H. Lawrence * * * Photo credit: Mary O’Connor © 2014
“I will brush the blue dust of my dreams.” ― John Gould Fletcher * * * Dust storm on the Serengeti, photo by Mary O’Connor, © 2014
waiting for the storm, you’ll never enjoy the sunshine. — Morris West * * * Photo credit, Mary O’Connor © 2014 ̶
The ideal trail journey is one which never turns back, but leads forever onward to discover what lies around the next bend and beyond the next crest. – ELMER ADAMS, Walking in the Clouds * * * Scout on winter New Hampshire trail, photo by Terry Logozzo © 2014
“For how can one know color in perpetual green, and what good is warmth without cold to give it sweetness?” ― John Steinbeck * * * Photo credit: Mary O’Connor © 2014
no longer to carry rain or usher storm, but to add color to my sunset.” ― Rabindranath Tagore Photo credit: Mary O’Connor © 2013
it takes with it its brilliance for the night, but first reminds us that another day will follow, equally as splendid. # # # Sunset over Lake Burunge, Tanzania. Photo by Mary O’Connor © 2010.
Figurative artist Lance Blum paints symbolic images to represent life as a magical journey. For me, the reflection of the trees, dancing in the night to the tune of the wind beneath the light of the stars and the moon, sets my imagination free. It is then that I see with more than my eyes and … More The trees only dance at night