In the mornings, I walk barefoot outside to help my feet recover from a broken ankle (December). The last couple weeks, as I step on pokey pine needles on the ground, I have been pausing to photograph Ponderosa Pine needles reflected in the small ditch above our garden. It is a very different view of my beloved Ponderosa. Today the cloud reflections and long dark lines of needles and branches shaped by moving water―created a startling contrast to other parts of my walk―the bright summer greens and the silly squirrel brain of our guest dog, a Samoyed named Jordy.
I love how these perspectives live right next to each other and how for a moment I can feel transported to a realm that feels very different from the predominant experience of my senses.