Walking with My Camera: September Sky and a Red Branch in Big Knife Creek

Some times the water and sky glide together in such a way that I slip into a space with them and rest for a while.

Maybe it is the motion and the mingling – a reminder that we are always intertwining – that catches me.

The movement of the water took the osier red of a submerged branch and carried it in wild lines. A bright blessing amid the colors of grey green, golden sand, light filled wheat, umber and midnight indigo.

And the sky cast itself across the water. See how it goes? See how we are? This inter-being, this exchange, this mingling…