My housemate was in New Orleans while I manned the fort during a dreary Vancouver March. It’s a singularly moist, grey and cold month, March in Vancouver. Sometimes a several-days-long hint of summer makes a foray into March which, rather than the reprieve it might otherwise be, only makes the return of cold wet seem all the more, well, cold and wet.
Author: Patrick Jennings
I travel, when I can. Write, when inspired. Photograph, where there's beauty. Make films, for a living.
Oh, and I play a decent didjiridu.
Pic and a Word Challenge #9 ~ Serenity
I am out on the lake, paddling the canoe. A couple monofilament lines trail, slim as a whisper, trolling for trout. It’s a wide blue sky, with a few wispy clouds hanging stationary above the mountain tops, which the sun is finally clearing this perfectly beautiful morning.
Darkness Falls Upon the Forest
With the setting sun, transforms
The forest’s verdant peace
Vibrant colour fails
Songs of life receding
The forest’s verdant peace
Vibrant colour fails
Songs of life receding
As darkness falls
Lofty boughs become
Gnarled trunk’s
Twisted branches, grasping
Moments With Family
In all this world
With its proud vistas
And exquisite scenery
With its proud vistas
And exquisite scenery
There is nothing
More beautiful
Than a moment shared
Before the sun crests the sky
Sometimes, just before the sun crests the sky
I close my eyes
Let the colours flood my mind
And fill my heart
I close my eyes
Let the colours flood my mind
And fill my heart
I listen to the earth
And her creatures
Awakening
A really good nap
There are lots of things
Which are much more important
Than making money
Which are much more important
Than making money
One of my favourites
Is a really good nap
The Light that is Love
In this tangled web of existence
I am distracted by beautiful colours
Become lost on myriad paths
Interwoven and crooked
I am distracted by beautiful colours
Become lost on myriad paths
Interwoven and crooked
At the core of it all
A light burns so brightly
At the corner of my eye
It breaks through the clutter
A light so bright it blinds me
Sometimes
The light is so bright
It blinds me
The light is so bright
It blinds me
And then
I am able to
Truly see
Beacons
Some beacons keep me safe
They guide me
Through the narrow channels
They help me avoid
Life’s rocky shoals
They guide me
Through the narrow channels
They help me avoid
Life’s rocky shoals
Some beacons inspire me
To explore
The untravelled roadways
They help me overcome
Life numbing caution
Sunshine Sunrise II
There is something about a sunset
A mood…
It’s a closing, a wind-down
It’s the deep breath at the end of a task
A mood…
It’s a closing, a wind-down
It’s the deep breath at the end of a task
But a sunrise…
Awakenings, beginnings
Arisen possibilities
A sunrise is anticipation