Monday, October 28, 2013

Shadows

In my woods at this time of year the sun bows low like a Chinese man carrying a heavy load with determination.  In the early morning hours it squints into my eastern windows like a tradesman seeing if I am at home before showing his wares.  The sales pitch is subtle and polite and if my coffee is too seductive and I am feeling too cold, I may miss the whole show as he carries his wares to another hillside house.  But sometimes I am intrigued and I carry the steaming cup across the kitchen to the library room which is on the eastern side.  I set the cup carefully on a book shelf and take my camera to capture the sun's painting on the opposite wall for posterity.

But as I am captured by this mystical talent the vendor moves the top wares to one side and I become blinded by the shiny objects that are for sale and that blast through my collection of eagle's feathers making me wonder if I have can find enough change for this tradesman before he moves on. 


12 comments:

Red said...

I like photos where people add to them for effect. Nicely done.

chris said...

nice imagery. and I love that second shot with light through the feathers!

Brian Miller said...

smiles...i like how the shadows play....and paint the wall..a bit of art to appreciate if only for a moment before it changes...i do like the big sparkly too though...cool metaphor

Celia said...

Really like these photos, love the play of shadows and as the seasons change so do the pictures.

Tabor said...

Red, other than changing the brightness and contrast and increasing the hue ever so slightly, this is what the camera captured.

messymimi said...
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messymimi said...

Trying again -- your word pictures are as lovely as your photographs

One Woman's Journey - a journal being written from Woodhaven - her cottage in the woods. said...

At this time of year
love the shadows on the
walls of this cottage.
Always new
and enjoyed.
Almost like a gift to me
that day.

Granny Annie said...

As my father always used to say, "Who would have thought it?"

Aisling said...

My coffee has been "too seductive" quite often of late! Mornings are cold and overcast and it is so much nicer to linger over coffee than to get out and greet the morn. Love your words and photos here!

FOLKWAYS NOTEBOOK said...

What a hauntingly beautiful way to wake to the day -- pursuing the sun with your camera -- barbara

Barbara Shallue said...

I love the image of him as a Chinese peddler bending low from his load. Perfect! And glorious photos!