In the chill of winter night
Dripped the ice-coat Northern fright
Next morning, frozen-toed and white fingered,
In shutter speed shock, I saw Old Man Winter himself, unlocked.
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Love of Light Blog 
a sublime pairing of textures, for some reason i
just couldn’t stop looking at that image!
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Thank you! Thanks for visiting my blog. I really enjoy your poems.
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I enjoyed this stunning photo with its creative coupling through the poem.
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Thank you for your compliment. When I saw this guy lurking around after the ice storm I just had to capture him!
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Beautiful. You captured a special moment in picture and words! Bravo.
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Thanks Wendie! I perused your pictures of the snow banks in Muskoka. What a winter!
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Your winter landscape is fascinating – so mesmerisingly tactile. I browsed through your posts and pictures – inspiring 🙂
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Thank you! I love winter. The contrasts in light, the life in the apparent stillness. It is my favorite season to photograph.
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Winter renders down to the bones of a landscape… lots of mood with the light. Your photos are comtemplative.
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I am so happy that you stopped by my blog so that I was led to yours! Your play with words in connection to the imagery you capture is a treat! I was attracted to the title of your bog because I dabble with the concept of light (in the spiritual sense), and now I see how it domes through in intriguing creativity: the simplicity yet profoundness of what you see in nature. Thank you!
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Thanks Josette. I find the light in nature, as with all light, a mystery. I feel so privileged when a mystery moment is revealed to me and I happen to have my camera. I want to share some of those moments. I checked out your blog and I really like the approach you suggest for transformation.
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