|The distance between my house and the lane can be measured by the |
time it takes to drink one cup of coffee
Walking has always been a part of my life, even before I knew it was good for my health. Walking was my meditation even before I knew what meditation was. With the rhythm of each footfall, whatever jumble of thoughts, feelings, concerns, worries or ideas that accompany me assemble in an orderly fashion and fall in step as I move forward into my day.
For almost ten years now, I've been lacing up my sneakers, grabbing a cup of coffee to drink on the way, and walking this little half mile lane near my home. I'd lived here for almost three years, thinking that I didn't have a good place to walk on this curvy, narrow, shoulder-less road that leads to my house. My road has become sort of a cut through for drivers to avoid a light at a major intersection and they fly through here even though it is quite dangerous to do so. Not such a great place for pedestrians.
Then one day, I discovered it. At the time, it was a gravel road that I thought was a private drive. Turns out there are several houses on this road and it dead ends into the property of one of the home owners. It is safe, with little traffic save the neighbors leaving for work.
The path winds and gently rolls revealing beauty around every bend. There are several different types of fences, a teal colored pond with cattails, and many varieties of beautiful trees. In addition to the large population of birds, squirrels, and bunnies, I often see wild turkey and deer meandering along the way.
I make several laps back and forth depending on the amount of time I have, but I make it a point to try and get out at least five days a week.
This path was the location of my very first photo walk, where I discovered the magic of viewing life through a lens. The only weather that interferes with my walk is rain or ice. Walking this lane has been a constant through life's changes and transitions the past ten years. I processed my thoughts and emotions about all of it, good and bad, as I walked through each metaphorical and literal season of life.
We are finally getting some autumn color around here. There's always discussion this time of year about whether it will be a pretty fall or not. Have we had enough rain or too much rain? Will the frost come too early? I've seen some spectacular autumns in my day, but I don't believe I've ever seen an ugly one. Even if the colors are dull, Photoshop can bring them out beautifully.
Speaking of Photoshop, yesterday Kim Klassen alerted us to the availability of a free thirty day trial of RadLab. She has been sighing over this plug-in for a while now and now that I've downloaded it, I know why! If you have CS4 or CS5 and haven't tried it, go here and get it. I'll be saving my pennies to buy it when the trial is up. It is just that good. Not only has it helped me to get the effects I don't know quite how to achieve on my own, it has sped up my processing. As I try to get through all these shots of my trip to dad's old homeplace, this is a real godsend.
For the past month or so, I've brought my camera along and many photos from my walk have already made it to this blog. Here's a " few" more from my walk this week. All of them except for one was processed with Radlab. Hope you enjoy them.
|Heading back towards the entry point|
|Cattails around the pond at the end of the lane.|
|The often photographed stacked stone wall|
|Just beyond the pond|
|A web on the weeping cherry at the end of my drive|
|Fence line leading up to the pond|