Feather Story – Day 72

And now for something truly different.

When I was at the Pier in Chatham, I noticed something floating on top of the blue, blue water where I was photographing the loveliest female Red-breasted Merganser who was diving for her dinner.

Upon closer look, I saw that it was a feather!


A single white feather…

Floating in and out of the shadows, rolling along with the waves.


And who did it once belong to??

Perhaps the diving merganser?

Perhaps an Eider.

Yet all I could think was, there’s a story here


Christmas to Me

Christmas has become a very simple time for me.

The “what do I want for Christmas” isn’t about “the stuff” anymore. It’s about the moments.

Like seagulls chattin’ on a jettie.

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forestbeachloop1006-blogThe real lights of Christmas that never lose their glow…

forestbeachmarsh58-blogThe unexpected whimsy of the season…

forestbeachmarsh54-blogThe real “presence” of Christmas. The only ones that really matter.  ❤

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Sunday Morning Meditation

Sunday always feels like a day of rest to me. The pace is a little bit slower, the world just a wee bit quieter.

The backyard was especially still this morning. Even the hibiscus wasn’t moving a single petal.

SallyGarden206-BlogAnd just look who came back for a visit, perching nearly motionless in the old pine tree!

SallyGarden207-BlogToday will be the perfect time to get a few ducks in a row for Monday…

SallyGarden208-BlogDo some chores around the “barn”, maybe even stop out for a nap in the afternoon.

SallyGarden209-BlogKnowing me I’ll wind up knee deep in some hat project or other, that’s usually how it goes.

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And whispered “hello” to the one that’s within.

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Sally

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Mill Landing Silhouettes

I keep getting surprised by how dark it is by the time I get to Mill Landing these days…

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Yet I still find friends there who, like me, are enjoying the dimming light.

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The day’s work is done, and we’ve no more fish to catch.

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Nothing much a body can do…

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Except  enjoy a good scratch…

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Put your feet up…

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And revel in the magic of evening silhouettes.

 

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Thanks for visiting me here at Images of Cape Cod!

‘Til next time, enjoy your view.

Wherever it may be…  😉

Sally

In Search of Peace

It has been a time of upheaval both in the weather patterns here on the Cape, and in my own life as well.

Last evening, after the recent storms within and without, I went to the shore in search of peace.

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And there, as the sun was setting, I found the inner calm  that I lacked in reflective pools…

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Among the shells…

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And along the jetties where others, too, seemed to be finding their own moments of reflection and pause.

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I was pleased to see that in my recent absence the marsh had been slowly pulling on its luminous autumn garb, one blade of golden grass at a time.

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Tomorrow will come soon enough, and I’ll dig in and face it all again, I told myself.

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But for right now, let there be peace…

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Thank you for visiting me here at Images of Cape Cod.

Sally

Shoot the Moon

I’d been wrestling all week about whether or not to bring my camera to see Supermoon.

I love my single lens SLR Canon, it’s a real trooper. But it’s no match for the kind of sophisticated equipment that can really capture lunar phenomenons.

What if I just wind up with a bunch of blurry moon shots?

But I kept hearing an old saying in my mind… Shoot the moon. It means to go for broke, follow a dream.

The message seemed to fit my hesitating mind.

When we headed to the beach on Sunday, the camera was in my hands and all I could feel was the dream of seeing some Supermoon magic beating loudly in my heart.

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In celebration, the marsh was decked out in its finest autumn attire as the last rays of the sun washed over it in waves of gold.

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It felt like everyone was holding their breath, waiting…

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And I mean everyone.

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Some were walking along the shore, others simply staring up at the sky…

While the truly young at heart were dancing with abandon!

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The weather man had warned that the Cape might see some incoming clouds. Now I happen to love clouds, and crossed my fingers that Supermoon might too!  🙂

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Then before we knew it someone was exclaiming, There it IS!

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And just like in the movie, Moonstruck, there it was.

Like some great big snowball in the sky, rising slowly over the heads of all who’d come to witness its beauty.

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And sure enough, as predicted, the clouds began to creep in.

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At one point they got so thick we wondered if the moon would get swallowed up and disappear from view altogether.

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But that ole’ moon seemed determined to break through, to be seen…

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Moving in and out from behind the clouds, like we were on the set of some Hallowe’en movie!

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As the hour of the eclipse approached, we headed for home just in time to catch a glimpse of Supermoon through the trees in our neighbor’s yard.

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By the time we made it to the top of our deck stairs, Supermoon had beaten us there; just beginning to peer from behind the boughs of the silver leaf trees.

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Just then, all of the clouds fell away and for the first time since moonrise, Supermoon stood alone.

Through the camera it looked so close, almost as if I could reach out and touch it.

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And then slowly, ever so slowly, the eclipse began…

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I couldn’t breathe as I watched the colors move from a pale yellow…

To a soft red glow.

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At its peak, the moon went almost totally red.

Everything got so still, as if suspended, transfixed in a kind of awe.

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Before we knew it, the eclipse was moving in the other direction.

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The red colors slowly faded, replaced once again by a pale yellow glow…

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We won’t see Supermoon again now for another 18 years. Who knows if I’ll even be here to witness the next one, or whether clouds will prevent a good viewing.

I am just so glad that I decided to go for broke and take along my trusty camera companion to be part of a bit of lunar history.

Maybe that’s what it’s all about. If you have a dream, or a passion, get out and shoot the moon. And see what comes!  🙂

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Thanks for visiting me here at Images of Cape Cod!

Sally