Bridging Seasons

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"Seasons approach, merge, cross, or unfold. 

Beauty is often lost in the subtlety 

of change bridging seasons."

-Rick Burnett Baker 

Photo/Text © 2014 Rick Burnett Baker 

Photo taken by R. Baker at Wolf Creek in Letchworth State Park, New York. 

Bridging Beauty

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"Bridging beauty allows us to ignore it, 

the destination the obvious flaw 

of our journey." 

-Rick Burnett Baker

Photo/Text © 2014 Rick Burnett Baker 

Held

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"The Earth holds the forest, 

the forest holds the Earth. 

I hold my gaze." 

-Rick Burnett Baker 

Photo/Text © 2014 Rick Burnett Baker 

MUSCLE AND BONE: To Earth, Become...

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"Do not cling to the Earth: 

Become it." 

-Rick Burnett Baker 

Photo/Text © 2014 Rick Burnett Baker 

Muscle And Bone: Twigging Beauty

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"On fear we are fused as one 

to twig beauty, as centuries  

brittle our bones."

  

-Rick Burnett Baker 

Photo/Text © 2014 Rick Burnett Baker 

From a poem titled 'Harbors of Time' © 2010 Rick Burnett Baker

Santa: After Christmas Sighting In Kendall, NY

BREAKING NEWS:

Santa has not gone back to the North Pole just yet.   I've suspected it for many years, but he lands, and rests for a couple of days after Christmas.

During my afternoon drive in the country today, I caught a glimpse of him.  He's hiding out in a shed near Kendall, NY before heading north across Lake Ontario and onwards to the North Pole.

No wonder it was so windy today!  That will give him and the reindeer a nice tail-wind for flying back home.

When he saw me with my zoom lens, he darted back inside very quickly.  One of the reindeer charged my car to shoo me away.  Close call!


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Hope everyone had a wonderful Christmas!


© 2014 Rick Burnett Baker 

Roots To Gather Our Souls

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"We believe our inner selves 

to be secret and forbidden. 

Flowing rivers, raging seas, 

violent storms, breaking dawn,

show us where to 

gather our souls."  

-Rick Burnett Baker

Photo/Text © 2014 Rick Burnett Baker

Rivers: They Come As They Go

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"A river doesn't wait for seasons. 

There is no past tense in a river." 

-Rick Burnett Baker

Photo/Text © 2014 Rick Burnett Baker 

Symbiosis

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"What autumn leaves 

see as an ending, 

the pond sees as  

renewal." 

-Rick Burnett Baker 

Photo/Text © 2014 Rick Burnett Baker 

Beauty Unadorned

"The beauty of a stream and woods in winter 

is in the reflection of every element laid bare."

-Rick Burnett Baker

Photo/Text © 2014 Rick Burnett Baker 

Remnants and Reality

   

"At some point 

we become 

windows to the past, 

testaments to the future.

  

Beauty is found

in the marriage of both."

-Rick Burnett Baker

Photo/Text © 2014 Rick Burnett Baker

Seasons Then & Now, Old & New

"Who am I beside new-fallen snow?" 

Photo/Text © 2014 Rick Burnett Baker 

Forest Waltz

Dancing Tree

Photo © 2014 Rick Burnett Baker 

Muscle or Bone: Trees Endure...

I turn my nose up at winter, 

but force myself to walk 

in the snow. 

Trees endure. 

But are they happy? 

Photo/Text © 2014 Rick Burnett Baker

Silence In Winter

There is a silence in winter that belies the brutality of its nature:   Unsettling beauty flows within.  

Photo/Text © 2014 Rick Burnett Baker 
Photo taken December 11, 2014 by R. Baker.  Holt Road, Webster, NY.

Muscle or Bone™

"Shield me in your arms, between delicate folds of power." 

Photo/Text © 2014 Rick Burnett Baker 

Round Table Challenge Prompt: Cali-(k)nights

THE ROUND TABLE CHALLENGE

Photo: "The Last Trip" by Macro Art

Cali-(k)nights

San Andreas motif 

decked the walls.

(we were on a budget)

Highway 1 spooled 

across time.  Motel 

sheets served more 

than one purpose.

Luxury's an afterthought.   

The only thing better

than seven on the 

richter scale was

you swimming in 

Russian River red;

me, extra dry. 

Poem © 2014 Rick Burnett Baker 

Life In A Second-Hand Shop

We cling to our former selves:  Don't judge. 

You can't wait for this or that to happen,

then complain that time flies.  

We can't wait. 

Sometimes beauty is simply being alive.

Photo/Text © 2014 Rick Burnett Baker
Photos taken at Greenovation, Rochester, NY.