Sunday, April 21, 2013

Sunday morning hike along Stony Brook

It was Sunday morning.  Cold and clear.  I could hear the birds in the trees and the brook rushing and swollen with spring rain.  I wandered across two hikers who seeing my camera asked "Any good shots this morning?"  I answered yes.  They next asked "How do you know where to point the camera?"  I said I walk along the brook and listen to what it tells me.  "The brook speaks to you?" they asked.  I said it always speaks to anyone who will listen.  I don't always understand but it is always speaking or singing to me.

Thoughts for a Sunday morning in spring.

Keep Makin' Art!

1 comment:

Dave King said...

Wow! Tremendous. I'd like to hike along there with my sketch book! Fab' images!