“Mother, mother ocean, I have heard you call…”
I’ve been around the world and back. No matter how far I wander, or all the amazing incredible things I see, no place quite holds the draw to my heart that Key West does. Maybe because its surrounded by water, haunted by spirits of pirates, and clothed in salty air. But it just feels like home.
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If you smile when you are all alone, then you really meant it… -Andy Rooney
It’s Springtime in the South… well sorta anyways. The cold winter air, still nips in the morning and as the late afternoon sun sets. We have chilly days and then we have warm ones, and then the chilly days are back. But those beautifully warm days, scream Spring. Spring is coming! So naturally shaking of the long dull dust of winter, my soul is screaming, “Where are we going to next”? Where indeed.
The very best part of moving to a new place is all the newness that surrounds you. There are so many places to go, so many new things to see and experience. Here in the lower depths of the South, there is no shortage of places to explore. Some places hold such magnetism, you just can’t resist. Once you hear about them you just have to go and see for yourself. The Ruins of Old Sheldon Church is a place just like that. Irresistible.
This amazing place is located on a side road just off of Highway 17, it would be easy to miss if you didn’t know what you were looking for. One second you’re driving down a Oak lined road littered with Spanish Moss and the next you’re driving past this:
If walls could talk… Old Sheldon Church still stands despite having been burnt during the American Revolution, rebuilt and then ransacked for building materials during the Civil War. Ancient gravesites litter the church yard, and in the very heart of the church itself lies on of Savannah’s more famous founders John Bull. This amazing places has it all history, mystery, and a good bit of soul.
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Art is everywhere. I am constantly reminded that nature is the greatest artist of all. Wherever you wander in this great wide world, there are secret treasures waiting to be discovered, hidden places anxiously awaiting the curious and the adventurous. Your own backyard or across the vast ocean, wherever you may be there is magic just waiting to be witnessed.
I recently walked with wonder, among ancient giants who guard our coasts. This is Driftwood Beach, on the remarkable Jekyll Island, Georgia. Isn’t it just spectacular?
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Nature is amazing.
You can stand on the rim of the Grand Canyon and be absolutely mesmerized and blown away by the shear grandeur of it all. Massive, awe inspiring, almost unbelievable. Or, you can stroll through a garden in springtime. quiet, simple, small. The rebirth of new life blooming all around you. Its a miracle almost equal in its mysticism to its splendor. Nature is amazing.
A few more shots from my springtime strolls, through beautiful gardens at the very peak of their perfection…
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“A human being is a part of the whole called by us universe, a part limited in time and space. He experiences himself, his thoughts and feeling as something separated from the rest, a kind of optical delusion of his consciousness. This delusion is a kind of prison for us, restricting us to our personal desires and to affection for a few persons nearest to us. Our task must be to free ourselves from this prison by widening our circle of compassion to embrace all living creatures and the whole of nature in its beauty.”
― Albert Einstein
There is a world of magic and wonder, just below the waves. A world worth and in desperate need of protecting. In the US and around the globe, groups are working hard to save these special places and the creatures that inhabit them. To learn more about what you can do to protect the seas please visit: www.surfrider.org
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A week ago, I sat at my computer complaining about the rain, the wind, the cold. Today I’m snuggled in with a hot cup of tea, watching the snow pile up outside my window. Its hard to believe the “official” start of Spring is only 24 days away. Pretty soon we’ll be seeing blooms in place of berries…
For now, lets embrace the last days of Winter, the fresh, quiet solitude of a snow day, and a warm cup of cocoa. Days like today, leave me wishing for Winter all year long.
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“For whatever we lose (like a you or a me), it’s always our self, we find in the sea”
Shells are a lot like people. Some of them look alike, but no two are truly the same. A perfect specimen, is almost impossible to find; the broken parts, make the whole even more beautiful, the surface scars, marks of character, a life well lived. They change over time, grow, adapt. Some move with the tide, others travel freely. Strength on the outside, vulnerable within. If you hold them close, they’ll whisper you their secrets. Every shell, has its own story, a unique past and an uncertain future. Shells are a lot like people.
Photographing a shell is a lot like photographing a person. They do the work. They’ll talk if you’ll listen. The job is to capture what they have to say.
These shells were quite the talkers, look out for the completed work coming to the online gallery soon!